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Lucky Ones

 

love looks bigger by moonlight
hearts get softer and heads lose their cool
living feels easy, and the city looks friendly
even this shitty old rooftop shines like a jewel

now your smile it is radiant
and my fantasies are brilliant
but they will lose their luster when the sun comes into view
just think of all the coupled hearts bathing out in silver tonight
none of them are going to stay clean but a
lucky few

we got a whole town living on defense
you need a cold mind just to keep still
and love comes something like pretense
but we could be the lucky ones
maybe we will


up here among the smokestacks, you can almost feel the spirits
of lovers gone before, watching to see if we will stay or run
I wonder what they think of us, I wonder if they pity our kind
up on rooftops everywhere, wincing at the rising sun

across our whole town of hearts imprisoned
by cold minds keeping them weak
now love comes something like wisdom
and we could be the lucky ones
letting it speak

and getting free
free
free of our cold little minds


now the sun it is rising
and your smile it is falling
my fantasies look tarnished now
and this view is not so pretty
but love is bigger than romance
maybe we should sit here for a while
look down on the city
and watch our

whole town of hearts in a hurry
from prison to prison below
till love comes
something like mercy
picking out the lucky ones and letting them go
picking out the lucky ones



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