.Moon across the valley Squatting on the roof Of the dirty gray bank Like a cop with no proof
We were lying in bliss Love was cooling into sleep There was a dream on the horizon And a punch-up in the street
We were lying on the mountain by the satellite dish Humming with the tremors of Every .
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