outside by the moving cars
mira waits for the summer
people she had once loved
but the last time i remember
i was sitting in your apartment
take time for yourself dear
we cannot say if it's over or not
coming in from the south now
we lost track of our soul sound
the mirror brought us nothing
but the last time i remember
i was floating in your apartment
take time for yourself dear
we cannot say if it's over or not
make sure it doesn't hurt
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