Memoir

[00:11.44] The city lights are beckoning
[00:13.78] Their sirens softly call
[00:16.44] All the fantasists and fetishist
[00:19.38] Are preparing for their ball
[00:21.64] We've been stuck here on the doorstep
[00:24.64] With nothing to forsake
[00:27.39] But we might as well be anyone's to take
[00:33.19] So I give myself to strangers
[00:36.15] Like I gave myself to you
[00:38.84] The tenderness I felt has been replaced
[00:42.51] By something new
[00:43.83] And in the end I can vaguely hear
[00:47.16] An outline of your call
[00:49.85] But I may as well be any words at all
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[00:58.45] Every memory is sailing
[01:00.90] To the kingdom of your soul
[01:04.26] As you patiently await
[01:06.31] I lose my sense of self-control
[01:09.09] For you were the lighthouse to my broken boat
[01:12.56] But I left you behind
[01:14.88] Now I might as well be anyone's to find
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