Rest, now, he says
The city will wait
And you'll be better come mornin'
So I'll wait
And the city will blur
And I'll be ok
Come mornin'
I have a way of finding life
In the dead of night
But everything will be ok
Come mornin'
The streets will merge
And my arms will sink
Yeah, I'll always be just fine
Come in on the morning.
Friday, February 15, 2008
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