My soul is full of the music, of the faces, of the experience.
At the end of the day it's another day over.....
I can't stop thinking, I can't stop feeling, I can't stop listening, humming, moving to the most powerful memories.
I can't help myself from crying....
The city goes to bed, and I can live inside my head
On my own....
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