Boy With Compass
Abandoned Factories
Oh, mark the route to the place where you love to goWhere the beauty's captivatingWe'll forget about our darkened thinkingDraw me up a map, dear,How to get thereWhere the beauty's captivatingWe'll forget about our darkened thinkingMaybe under the tree we found that's in the parkOr even abandoned factoriesThat windowsill looking out upon the rooftopsOf our dear cityMaybe under the tree we found that's in the parkOr even abandoned factoriesThat windowsill looking out upon the rooftopsOf our dear cityOf our dear cityOf our dear cityOf our dear city
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