Fin Song 8 (orange River Remix) Lyrics

Orange river glides through the saddle of the park an icy day in March cuts the clouds they push apart
I'd rather be on fire, rather be on fire, fire Staring straight ahead, meeting the streets
Your inky Skin and your skinny feet it's about a sidewalk, about a subway, waking to sunsets
It's been all of my wishes devised a dream and then lived it and I remember when I first listened to your records It's clouded, what we know
We can only hope
And I'm losing just about everything
It's been all of my regrets to live a lie and end upset and I remember when peace was a pretty contender
It's clouded what we know
And I'm losing everything

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