Therapy? - Exiles (Crooked timber 2009) | Текст песни

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• Exiles (Crooked timber 2009)

At night, bright with hope
I stare into space
This star, dying star doesn't care
Who you are

These exiles that we are
Isolated on a distant dying star

You come and you go
Keep your ghost close to me
A silent afterglow lights you up
Comforts me

These Exiles that we are
Isolated on a distant dying star