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Статус
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And I had a dream​
About my old school​
And she was there all pink and gold and glittering​
I threw my arms around her legs ​
Came to weeping, Came to weeping​
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Then I heard your voice as clear as day, ​
And you told me I should concentrate, ​
It was all so strange, ​
And so surreal, ​
That a ghost should be so practical.​
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Only if for a night​
And the only solution was to stand and fight, ​
And my body was bruised and ​
I was set alight, ​
But you came over me like some holy rite, ​
And although I was burning, ​
You're the only light​
Only if for a night​
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The grass was so green against my new clothes, ​
And I did cartwheels in your honor, dancing on tiptoes​
My own secret ceremonials before the service began, ​
In the graveyard, doing handstands.​
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And I heard your voice as clear as day, ​
And you told me I should concentrate, ​
It was all so strange, ​
And so surreal, ​
That a ghost should be so practical.​
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Only if for a night.​
And the only solution was to stand and fight, ​
And my body was bruised and ​
I was set alight, ​
But you came over me like some holy rite, ​
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And although I was burning, ​
You're the only light.​
Only if for a night.​
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Ooohh, ​
Oooohhh, ​
Woah-woah-woah.​
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My doe, my dear, my darling, ​
Tell me what all this sighing's about, ​
Tell me what all this sighing's about.​
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And I heard your voice as clear as day, ​
And you told me I should concentrate, ​
It was all so strange, ​
And so surreal, ​
That a ghost should be so practical.​
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