.We bathe in the blood moon in Berlin
Make out in cathedrals, Montreal to Madrid
In Fallingwater brush our skin across the bed
The Masaya volcano paints our faces in red
Now the landscape in your eye is a desert of defeat
I want to stay but I'll turn to leave
Tonight we'.
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