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Lost in the busy city
These streetlights call out to me
Too bright that I don't even notice the moon
There turns of bridges from one road to another
But they don't bring us together, we are all drifted apart trying to live in the same city.
The routine does not change ...It is...
Too bright that I don't even notice the moon
There turns of bridges from one road to another
But they don't bring us together, we are all drifted apart trying to live in the same city.
The routine does not change ...It is...
