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This late at night nothing feels right
The empty street, a crack underneath our feet
I find the key, you smile at me
Then one look back, your bike chained to a tree

It’s a scene of a crime
It’s a permanent disguise
And we move on like there’s nothing here to see
The early morning light will hurt you’ll see

You were so bright in the neon light
Named us allies for the loneliness we fight
Your breath is faint, you write our names
On foggy glass against the world in the back

It’s a scene of a crime
It’s a permanent disguise
And we move on like there’s nothing here to see
The early morning light will hurt you’ll see

Then we sit down, we look around
And then the rain, like birds on fields of grain

It’s a scene of a crime
It’s a permanent disguise
And we move on like there’s nothing here to see
The early morning light will hurt you’ll see

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I sing songs in the bathroom. In packed and empty venues. In gardens, sheds and churches. Once in a weird Finnish gym and also in the oldest house in Switzerland. On a boat and in a bus and in a horse farm. In noisy Italian bars and spookily silent Belgian rooms. On my own and with people.
I sing songs and if you want, you can listen.
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