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I can hear the rain butcher up the streets again (I belong to you) I can barely feel you breathing Gone are the lives that we used to know Time is a bastard like that Lately I can tell shadows of our former selves (Are we almost there?) Waiting is the hardest on hearts Somewhere the lights seem to flicker out Somehow the darkness shone through These just a few things I storm about But, I'd catch a moonbeam for you I'd catch a moonbeam for you I catch a moonbeam for you I can hear the rain choking at what still remains (Steady as she goes) I can almost feel you somewhere From Letras Mania