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Seven Mary Three Dis Location

You had a basement apartment We spent the days in the dark there Everything implied and perfect We made up our own secret language With no word for goodbye

I can't let you go Don't let the dark Be the only place you see me I'll try to find you something new That pulls me back to your arms Little towns are

Some things are made to be broken Some things are made to be kept We're in the space between what's over and what's left If I tried too hard to keep you

I've got a photo booth picture It reminded me of something you said to me If everything you want is so far out of reach If everything that you want is

Subway tunnel microphones Open city overtones Epic urgency survives In every stranger passing by Tiny lights go red and fade Eyes go wide to hold their

I had an awful wakeup dream, everything was just what it seemed I had a nightmare soaked in light, everything was cracked from inside I've seen the way