We will leave this city
we will go out of the country
fire we will burn our last box and see
we will give all of us
our hope and fear, we lose
leave no trace Back to return , ck
It is a warm evening and we will be
stand outside and we will
touch and feel the night to reduce the flows are
they sing for us to give us the sleeping
we will without dreams are
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