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I see two angels as I climb my way on up the balcony And I jump right away for fear they'll catch a glimpse of me And bathe me in their light and light up all the things I say and do Swine before pearls, imagine all the things I never knew The traffic lights they go out of sync The buildings on main street forget their own names After breathing the air the angels turn grey and take jobs at the gas station Games in the arcade Don't save the high score Now who has been here, who has been here Before Now the games in the arcade Don't save the high score Now here has been here, who has been here Before, before She stands in a phone booth Lets her fingers do the walking out All things they work in unison But she has trouble telling how She tries to justify the means But can't help wondering where the ending goes Better map a chat with God Letras de cancionesA silver cloud, a golden ratio The dial tone, it hums her name Cracks in the sidewalk are just dumbfounded smiles All this derails and the tracks out of town are empty, silent and rusted The games in the arcade Don't save the high score Oh, who has been here, who has been here Before Now the games in the arcade Don't save the high score Ah, who has been here, who has been here Before, before, before Before From Letras Mania