City at the TWILIGHT

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Music Tittle: City at the TWILIGHT Music Lyrics: The cobblestones are still wet, the air smells of cold morning coffee. I counted every window lit, and every one that wasn't. It's almost six o'clock, the sky is just a soft, dark ink. And underneath this gentle blue, the city starts to shrink. I walk with nowhere to go, it's the hour for the ghosts. Just before the day releases all that it holds most. It's the Deep Blue Hour, oh, the Blue Hour. When everything is close to the skin, the radio plays a whisper. It's the Deep Blue Hour, the secret of the heart. I don't want to go inside, not until the great new light. On the bridge, The lovers swear on a life that has no end. I drank one glass too much, but sorrow is a good friend. My heels are clicking out an echo of a forgotten tune. I just have this urgent need to ask for nothing soon. I walk with nowhere to go, It's the hour for the ghosts. Just before the day releases all that it holds most. It's the Deep Blue Hour, oh, the Blue Hour. When everything is close to the skin, the radio plays a whisper. It's the Deep Blue Hour, the secret of the heart. I don't want to go inside, not until the great new light. You know, we're lonely, even in the crowd. We're just waiting for the time to finally unwind us. Synth sustains... But this blue, This deep blue... it holds me. That blue, that deep blue... The Blue Hour... I don't want to go inside... Not until the dawn, not until the great new light...

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គ្មានមនុស្សណាដែលតូចទាបរហូតដល់គ្មានក្តីស្រម៉ៃនោះទេ

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