black and white
a flash of red
lose my heart
lose my head
stories in bottles
hanging from trees
climbing the clouds
words in the breeze
intense in tents
and these
these moments
are mine
to treasure
in the torchlight
the clock ticks
above the gate
and we all dream
together
if only for a night
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Thank you for taking us with you. (if only for one night)
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