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vieux, vieux
bright lights, old cobble stone
i can feel the city in my bones
it presses against my head and chest
imaginary heat in the cheap cab seat
and i think i miss you best
walk on your knees, say a prayer for me
each one you'll rise eternally
maybe when i come back home again
i won't drive past your empty house
or remember a thing you said
vieux, vieux
clasped hands
vieux, vieux
maybe we're not friends
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