By the water
In the well of grief
It's not over, somehow, drink it
Remember remember
Mottled lights
Stretches to the beach
Hour hand
It hits right at the heart
Oh unfaithful
Oh the one with no book
You put it away
It's not over, cry, cry
Let Istanbul burn tonight
Let the ashes be blown away
Your heart made of stone
Let it burn slowly
At the bottom of the bottle
The reason is deep
I was bound hand and foot
Even if I wasn’t, what good for?
Neither first page
Nor the crew in love
There's no hope tonight
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