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主歌 A1
Console me in my darkest hour
Could this be that the truth is always grey
Caress me in your velvet chair
Conceal me from the ghost you cast away
主歌 A2
I’m in no hurry, you go run
And tell your friends I’m losing touch
Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom
It must be true
主歌 A3
Console me in my darkest hour
And tell me that you’ll always hear my cries
I wonder what you got conspired
I’m sure it was the consolation prize
主歌 A4
I’m in no hurry, you go run
And tell your friends I’m losing touch
Fill the night with stories, the legend grows
Of how you got lost
主歌 A5
But you made your way back home
You sold your soul, like a Roman vagabond yeah
I heard you found a wishing well
In the city
主歌 A6
Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour)
And you throw me down
I’m in no hurry, you go run
And tell your friends I’m losing touch
Fill your crown with rumours
Impending doom, it must be true
But you made your way back home
You sold your soul, like a Roman vagabond
And all that now you got lost, but you made your way back home
You went and sold your soul, an allegiance dead and gone
I’m losing touch
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