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Taken from the album 'Season of the King' by Ivan Campo
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Seamlessly she's sleeping, somewhere in the distance
Chiming tower silence amplify his stride
The priest reveres the pulpit, a taxi passes over
A broken cigarette left behind last night
The moon hangs by a thread, the leaves are all but dead
I guess tonight you're on your own
Ripple and reflection clinging to the water
Sombre sober moments curve the hands of time
A stranger softly spoken, a withered pointing finger
The bedless and bereaved, a long foreboding night
A whisper from the trees, the neons start to bleed
On the loneliest night of my life
Weeping willow waiting to cry upon a shoulder
The city heart is beating neath cobbles under foot
A slender shadow lingers silent under lamplight
Another silhouette behind venetian blind
The hour before dawn, the darkest of them all
On the loneliest night of my life
As the new day begins the old day remains for a few
Me and you