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Didn’t get a chance to upload this the other day. Forgot what it’s like downtown on a Saturday night.
We touched the walls of the city streets and
Dead ends plain, sadly showed us our ways
Of never asking why
Cast down it was heaven sent and
To the church, no intent to repent on my knees
Just to cry
Until you travel to that place you can’t come back
Where the last pain is gone and all that’s left is black
Black- Danger Mouse & Norah Jones