[Submitted
by Bart Debersaques]
Now it’s time to move to the next level
Sore wet eyes that look at the devil
Tell me please that it’s time to leave
On the train I lost my intelligence
Found my love with good intentions
Tell me please that it’s time to leave
(chorus)
I recorded the sound of your heart
I recorded the sound of your eyes
And I converted them into this sad song
That modulated these mysterious lights
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