| The world keeps getting smaller 'til it closes 'round my room
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| And everything I feel now is hard and fast and true
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| My window is a spotlight on the madness down below
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| It takes a silent figure to make this place a home
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| Now the candles burn all night without you
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| And the moon hangs out of sight
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| So blue on Seventh Avenue
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| I gave you what you wanted and it took so many years
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| Now I’m just a part of the traffic and the tears
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| I am not a lighthouse, not the answer or the truth
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| The love that I held on to is safe inside this room
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| Now the candles burn all night without you
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| And the moon hangs out of sight
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| So blue on Seventh Avenue
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| Now the candles burn all night without you
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| And the moon hangs out of sight
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| So blue on Seventh Avenue
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| (All of the stories from all of our lives
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| Are not lost from memory on these streets tonight) |