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the dry wind has stolen warmth off your hand so i let your palm getting warm again you look chilled in ragged jeans i see you inhaling the wind i shut my eyes so quick to keep this whole scene within you're tearing the strings off your guitar the sonic noise piercing through my ears you're in the shadow look like dreaming dark as the shadow of spanish painting you're in the shadow of daydreaming white as the silence of your being Aus Songtexte Mania