Electric

The Church

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    Alone, at the end of the day
    As I stand before the relics of what used to be you and me
    You turn with the tears in your eyes
    Not understanding that you are free, free of me
    Like songs, our warmth fades away
    Turns into coldness, like the words that we say, today

    And as the city glows, electric people nobody knows
    Electric dreams, nobody shows
    When you touch my skin, the feeling is electric

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    I hoped that our destiny sloped
    Ever upwards, now it curves away, and falls
    Like rain, and the windows of children
    I see the future, just sliding away, and false

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