Ice Cream Phoenix

You don't know just

When to stop and when to go

City street's in the dead of winter

Stop your mind with dirty snow

Walk at night and

Touch your hand to the golden lights

And let them show

You got shadows disapearing

I'll smile and say

I told you so

Baby, tell me why if you think you know why

People love when there's no tommorow

Still not cry when it's time to go

And still not cry when it's time to go

And Still not cry when it's time to go

You warn your memory

Will echo your sorrow

The pictures of sadness

Are not what they seem

So hold out your smile take

My hand and be happy

These pictures of sadness

Are not all they seem

Are you so old that you've no childhood

Is your timeline so unreal

That all your sunsets

Come in the morning

Baby, tell me how you feel

Shows of books in you mirror reflected

The sidewalks and alleys that you've seen

Show colours change as the images faded

Our magical vanishing memory machine

Baby, tell me how if you think you know how

People love when there's no tommorow

Do people love if there's no tommorow?

And still not cry when they have to go

And still not cry when they have to go

And still not cry when they have to go

 

 
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