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I like it when the future's lost and found Breaks free and floods this town And when the evenings start to smell like smoke It feels like falling down Wake up cold, the moon's still gold The kitchen floor is freezing The radiators aren't even warm But you are and you're upstairs sleeping The streets are blocked by leaves and fallen trees And roofs punctured by branches The wind's the only thing that's fully free But we'll still take our chances Back on the fourth floor No, we don't live there anymore Back at the side door Wearing colors that I once wore Aus Songtexte Mania