Spitalfield
First On A Long Left

The green lights line up for miles.
You'd think we were on our way
and don't think that tonight won't be the same.
I know that we have lost the things,
that we have lost the things that we once had.
And it's not you who changed
or how things worked out in the past.
I can't remember the last time I forgot you.
The pedal hasn't seen the sky until now.


Mirror lyrics:

The pedal hasn't seen the sky until now.
I can't remember the last time I forgot you.
or how things worked out in the past.
And it's not you who changed
that we have lost the things that we once had.
I know that we have lost the things,
and don't think that tonight won't be the same.
You'd think we were on our way
The green lights line up for miles.


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