Firstborn placed in June
For a last cigarette and the marzipan view
Cold winds blowing through
Don't you reach out for me 'cause I'm already through
Don't you reach out for me 'cause I'm already through
Last call, all in blue
And your broken hands, they dress me in blue
Morning star over the dune
When it all breaks down I'm reaching out for you
Last call, all in blue
And your broken hands, they dress me in blue
Morning star over the dune
When it all breaks down I'm reaching out for you
Last call, all in blue
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