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A new morning coming love
A chill through the window screen
On the streets that were our life
Fragments of memory
As the sun pours over your face
All but a dream
So we die a little bit more everyday
My vision blurring
Spreading wings flying away
We dance we love we betray
Yet we are beautiful
So you think you knew me
Say we were part of a team
As the sun pours over your face
All but a dream
Cortados in Mexico City
Blue houses in Spain
Red tail lights of taxis
Running through a summer rain
Walking through the museum
Through street vendors
Elizabeth waiting in the water
Fragments of memory
Smoking cigarettes by your window
Days go lazy
Sun pours over the face of a girl from Fort Greene
It’s all over now love
And you’re swimming in the briny sea
As the sun pours over your face
All but a dream
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