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The woman in blue, she's asking for revenge, the man in white -- that's you -- says he has no friends. | |
It's coming through a hole in the air from those nights in Tiananmen Square. | |
It's four in the morning, the end of December, I'm writing you now just to see if you're better. | |
Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women, there's a shoulder where Death comes to cry. | |
The birds they sang at the break of day. 'Start again,' I heard them say. | |
I've never seen your eyes so wide; I've never seen your appetite quite this occupied. | |
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river. | |
Give me back my broken night, my mirrored room, my secret life. | |
I fought against the bottle, but I had to do it drunk. | |
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm, your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm. | |
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey. | |
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom for trying to change the system from within. | |
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin. | |
I finally broke into the prison, I found my place in the chain. | |
If you want a lover, I'll do anything you ask me to. | |
Now I've heard there was a secret chord that David played, and it pleased the Lord. | |
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. | |
Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone. | |
Come over to the window, my little darling, I'd like to try to read your palm. | |
When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender. | |
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