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Stumble through auditoriumTake it in my handFound a few friends from nearby concession standA fine excuse for entertainmentMore than I had planned onMore than I, more than I had plannedCurtains unravelThey made circles around your legsI held onto your nameI held onto your nameCity's winter, lock me inSolid gold wrapped through my skinStart words flying through the airSomething about violins, violinsGoes like thisSomething about violinsSomething about violinsTraveling softly through the airYou sound familiarWell have we met before?I found your words lying on the floorSo I picked them up and swallowed them downLetras de cancionesI swallowed them downI'm trying to find something it would be polite for you to helpSomething about violinsSomething about violinsTraveling softly through the airYou sound familiarAnd have we met before? From Letras Mania