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The sky in a lovely, yellow gown
Now they shops, they are all opening
In that narrow hallway of downtown

Filled with people who are shopping
For their lovers and their friends
So they won't ever be lonely again

Well, a forest fenced becomes backyards
Where songs are born from sound
And an apple fell and it taught us all
We are chained here to the ground

So, here we go but there ain't no escape
These streets are just dead ends
So I won't ever be happy again

Now it seems that you too see a painful blue
When you stare into the sky
You could never understand the motions
Of a hand waving goodbye

But as the story goes or it is often told
A new day will arise
And all the dance halls will be full of skeletons
That are coming back to life

And on a grassy hill, the Lion
Will lay down with the Lamb
And I won't ever be lonely again

But until that time I think
I had better find some disbelief
To suspend because I don't want
To feel like this again

The sky in a lovely, yellow gown
Now they shops, they are all opening