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distance makes the grow weak
i've stopped when you speak
i can't even hear think anymore

phone call wakes the sleep
it's voice, we don't agree
i've been trying to make some sense out of this

counting cars on st
and we'll set our to the beating of the city
and cold so we'll agree
to run all the way to your house now you run backwards

morning to wake the dead
now static in my head
i don't look to see the i know you have in your eyes

and after all our time's spent
with these ghosts they're all hell
i've trying to make some sense out of this mess we've made

counting on collins st
and set our watches, we will set our watches to the beating of the city
and it's cold so we'll
to run all the way back to your house now you run

come follow me, don't look backwards, you will find your way after...