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I booked a room up on the 31st and climbed out, onto the window ledgeWalked past, out past the awning, a warm night in early SeptemberAnd high above the city and all of its bad blood, the lights spreading out to theLake shore, what is the color, a yellowish decaying orangeIt's like you dropped a chandelier in honeyAnd turned it onLike a minor 6th, it's sad and hopeful mixedThat color near, it's amber dear and so it goes, on and onI climbed back in the window and rode the glass elevator downAnd walked out into the wild night, the lights oh what is the colorIt's like you dropped a chandelier in honeyAnd turned it onLike a minor 6th, it's sad and hopeful mixedThat color near, it's amber dear and so it goes, on and on Aus Songtexte Mania