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A Ghost Town for a Graveyard - text


The air's too cold to breathe tonight
so let's just run away
we'll tie our lungs together
and hold our breath forever

the witness has no eyes
and you're too blind to see
we'll never need to fly again
so Preacher clip these wings

we're on the run

speak up darling
I can't hear you sing
it seems you've lost
your melody

this symphony won't last too long
before the sky falls down
there's a ghost town for a graveyard
where we'll never be found

the world will stop
the sun won't shine
and the stars will scorch the sky

the dead will rise
and rain will fall
as Heaven begins to cry

Preacher clip these wings!

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