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Streetlights
When the streetlights come on,
the pooling light is leveed aside
And pressed in twilight against our two rooms.
I'll see you tonight.
The pavement is aching, cicadas are crying,
the wine-colored air breathing thoughts through your hair,
breezing to me, leading me there...
I come alive as the shadows parade.
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves.
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say.
And I find you, twilit beyond all the cars.
In driveways they sleep, but streetlights will keep watch over me.
They flickers like stars.
And now the secrets carefully kept inside run the streets red,
Our chemicals spread, washing us through, making you mine...
I come alive as the shadows parade.
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves.
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say.
Now therea re no words, only the glow in our wires.
And so we will be, you turn slow to me...
Our lips set the sun... (I'll never leave you...)
The hills are on fire... Oh...
I come alive as the shadows parade.
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves.
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say.
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Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say.
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves.
I come alive as the shadows parade.
The hills are on fire... Oh...
Our lips set the sun... (I'll never leave you...)
And so we will be, you turn slow to me...
Now therea re no words, only the glow in our wires.
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say.
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves.
I come alive as the shadows parade.
Our chemicals spread, washing us through, making you mine...
And now the secrets carefully kept inside run the streets red,
They flickers like stars.
In driveways they sleep, but streetlights will keep watch over me.
And I find you, twilit beyond all the cars.
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say.
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves.
I come alive as the shadows parade.
breezing to me, leading me there...
the wine-colored air breathing thoughts through your hair,
The pavement is aching, cicadas are crying,
I'll see you tonight.
And pressed in twilight against our two rooms.
the pooling light is leveed aside
When the streetlights come on,
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