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I've heard a rumour
Resting deeply
At the bottom
Speaking harshly
Giving lectures
Filling glasses
Counting counters
Shifting hours
It's in the movement
In the action
See the colours
Face your visions
So weave your voices
Feel the shivers
Punch the mirror
At your best
I call on you
To walk with me
I call on you
This city's closed to us now
A solid stone
Rolls down these bones
I call on you
This city's dead to us now
It's in the blueprint
In the instinct
It's an echo
Speaking clearly
So pick your make-up
Feel the moment
Punch the mirror
At your best
I call on you
To walk with me
I call on you
This city's closed to us now
A solid stone
Rolls down these bones
I call on you
This city's dead to us now
I call on you
To walk with me
I call on you
This city's closed to us now
A solid stone
Rolls down these bones
I call on you
This city's dead to us now
I call on you
To walk with me
I call on you
This city's closed to us now
A solid stone
Rolls down these bones
I call on you
This city's dead to us now
I call on you
To walk with me
I call on you
This city's closed to us now
A solid stone
Rolls down these bones
I call on you
This city's dead to us now
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