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Текст: Mineral. EndSerenading. Palisade.


There I was, fourteen spinning
With my arms out like a scarecrow

Walking down Monroe to the park
Dancing up Madison

With my eyes closed your feet
Sounding like a symphony of strings
You picked me up and whispered "Forever"
Like a secret in my ears
Now. . .