Tonight is long, the television's on
She feels a scream, we'll be an emerald green
So let's pretend our lives will never end
The certainty it leaves in doubt
The quiet danger, strange to stranger
Would you please, would you please, would you please?
There's somewhere in her song
You hardly move at all like both of you are gone
You hardly move at all like both of you are gone
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