.From the foot of the bed
To the cold Neapolitan sky
To the back of my mind
To the front of this tired disguise
Whatâs with this moment
Whatâs with this feeling
Whatâs with January and the locks on the door>How do I make my escape
How will I find what Iâm looking .
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