III. Melancholy Town
Really feels like a blind day
No sun's coming out
I swear it was the most exciting friday
Now the holes are bleeding out
All the beautiful, all the beautiful things you gave me
But now I know that I should really close on you
And find my own scene
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
The great court stated our time has passed
Except the call, but the pain is gonna last
Candles burn in heart shaped boxes and I
I wonder why, wonder how, wonder if you could stay
I felt for a while that poems could even make trees sway
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
No sun's coming out
I swear it was the most exciting friday
Now the holes are bleeding out
All the beautiful, all the beautiful things you gave me
But now I know that I should really close on you
And find my own scene
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
The great court stated our time has passed
Except the call, but the pain is gonna last
Candles burn in heart shaped boxes and I
I wonder why, wonder how, wonder if you could stay
I felt for a while that poems could even make trees sway
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the sky is red and the trees are black
We'll meet around in the melancholy town
where the bridges are slowly burning
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Writer(s): Damián Heczko
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