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Tell me again about the night you lost it allAbout the whipping winds [?]Tell me again about the night it fell apartDown in Brighton parkTell me again and take me firmly by the armGrip me tight and guide me through the leaves and falling bonesTell me again about the night you lost it allDown in Brighton parkSee ivy winding slyly up the blackened brick of BrightonDamn, it's silently reminding me how tight I grip your tiny handIt's funny finally now that I can losen hold and understandIt Quickly slipped me back into the comfort of older circumstanceStill sneaky little holes that spread to show your skinThrough broken pantsFamiliar fingertips that tap the time to history's hopeless danceAnd everyone's enamoured by the drunken drifters funny takeBut no one knows the wash of the wake when the levy breaksAnd I can't find my way homeFind my way home without youShe told me everyone's a critic getting caught up in their feelingsNewscasters snapping under all the lights and leavingLetras de cancionesCameras click and filming up an empty desk and hollow breathingAs news becomes the news, tune in at ten p.m. this eveningShe's such a funny way of getting across the way that she's been thinkingLost her brain's a basquiat I don't wanna solve so lets just sit and talk"I'm sorry, darling" she says "You know I'll never play that part"She kisses me goodbye and leaves my by the reservoirAnd I would never see it then as anything but being scornedAs the pine needles drop in perfect patterns on the forest floorBut trudging home in Autumn glum, the crunching leaves they sing a songYou knew what you'd get into when you wandered off this farKnew what you'd get into when you wandered off this farYou knew what you'd get into when you wandered off this farYou knew what you'd get into when you wandered off this farYou know who you areAnd I can't find my way homeFind my way home without you From Letras Mania