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In the middle of the night,
I go far away,
with an unending back.
I turn the universe and the starlight,
into intoxicating eyes.
The light on the top of my head,
is like a gun in my hand.
The lover next door is missing me,
love is like a spirit floating around.
In the middle of the night, I go far away,
with an unending back.
I turn the universe and the starlight,
into intoxicating eyes.
The light on the top of my head,
is like a gun in my hand.
The lover next door is missing me,
love is like a spirit floating around.
Like what you do.
Like what you do.
Like what you do.
Gabriel Ansari
Journey,
journey,
journey,
journey,
junto