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(part one - there and then)

you and me babe
remembering the big back when, back then
and a thousand lives flickering from the rain wet windows
as we ran the length of the city
holding hard the hand of every rusting fire-escape
rolling down the cold iron in a tumbling kiss and away ( yeah... )

waking the storm

(part two - now and here)

ah! - waking the storm, waking the storm now 
storm,
who stole that hammer from the thunder giant's hands
ah! - yeah, slipping in between his sleeping fingers
sleeping like the story says ( Read more... )