| I remember you in a thrift store dress
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| Rainfall on the taxi roof on the morning we arrived in Amsterdam
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| Two church towers and a glass rose in your eyes
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| Jet lagged on the canal bridge and waiting for the boats to pass us by
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| If I sang a song for you I don’t know what it means
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| If I played guitar for you it’s lost between the strings
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| It’s the way the oldest buildings sink into the street
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| Two church towers and a glass rose in between
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| I consider you like a book I’ve read
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| You never really had an end so it takes a little while till it all makes sense
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| Two shadows and a glass rose on one stage
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| Passed out in the dressing room and waiting for an instrument of change
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| If I sang a song for you, I don’t know what it means
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| If I played guitar for you, it’s lot’s between the strings
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| It’s the way the oldest buildings sink into the streets
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| Two shadows and a glass rose in between
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| I remember you in a thrift store dress
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| I remember you in a thrift store dress
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| I remember you in a thrift store dress
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| I remember you in a thrift store dress |