.She used to tell me stories of bridges over waters
And when I finally arrive
I begin to fall asleep
Drown myself in petty prayers
San Francisco lost its charm
Oh I don't believe in God anymore
Oh
The gentle park is laying on the belly of New England
And when I.
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