I wish I'd see a field below
I wish I'd hear a rooster crow
But these are none that live downtown
And so the day starts out so slow
Again the the sun was never called
And darkness spreads over the snow
like ancient bruises
I am awake and feel the ache
But I wish I'd see a field below

I wish I'd see your face below
I wish I'd hear you whisperin' low
But you don't live downtown no more
And everything must come and go

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I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice

Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
Après moi le deluge, after me comes the flood

Fevrale dostat chernil i plakat
Pisat O Fevrale navsnryd
Poka grohochushaya slyakot
Vesnoyu charnoyu gorit

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This is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again

And on the radio
You hear November Rain
That solo's awful long
But it's a good refrain
You listen to it twice
'Cause the DJ is asleep

This is how it works
It feels a little worse

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Autumn in the city means
cleavage cleavage cleavage
And don't get me wrong, dear,
in general I'm doing quite fine
It's just when it's fall in the city,
and you're so long gone from the city
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes

When it's autumn in the city
And you're so long gone from the city
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes

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Reigna Spektor

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