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The wires dream |
| [00:57.10] |
about swallows in the spring |
| [01:03.22] |
I dreamed about my childhood |
| [01:08.50] |
surrounded by dead things |
| [01:14.31] |
Awakened by the humming |
| [01:19.66] |
machines make when they sleep |
| [01:25.86] |
At least I woke up smiling |
| [01:31.41] |
so glad I had a dream |
| [01:38.77] |
She is waving out of the window |
| [01:45.06] |
Her smile as red as a wound |
| [01:50.55] |
and my quiet heart goes to pieces |
| [01:55.71] |
It′s been a lonely year in this room |
| [02:07.76] |
And I will not ignore you like before |
| [02:18.20] |
my January promises are more |
| [02:28.07] |
than words softly spoken |
| [02:52.07] |
I′m filming now |
| [02:58.84] |
obsessed with how I look |
| [03:03.61] |
And everything I told you |
| [03:08.86] |
was stolen from a book |
| [03:14.70] |
I read something about kisses in a science magazine |
| [03:25.89] |
Something they can′t capture in the sweetest movie scene |
| [03:38.84] |
She is waving out of the window |
| [03:45.40] |
Her smile as red as a wound |
| [03:50.18] |
and my quiet heart goes to pieces |
| [03:55.53] |
It′s been a lonely year in this room |
| [04:07.96] |
And I will not ignore you like before |
| [04:18.72] |
my January promises are more |
| [04:28.15] |
than words softly spoken |
