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A night to believe To touch on your tongue A lover to slow you down To see by the moon Like robins in rain And want what the world's holding out Years to burn, years to burn Breezes that die and rise Years to burn, years to burn Our tears hold the light in our eyes A night to be born And another to find The music across the street A friend in its arms Their breath in the cold Disappears like a snake in the weeds Years to burn, years to burn Breezes that die and rise Years to burn, years to burn Our tears hold the light in our eyes Our tears hold the light in our eyes From Letras Mania