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The cathedral in Cologne looks like a spaceship Like the hand of God falling from the sky A thousand stone carved saints hang like icicles But icicles don't take a thousand years to die And all of us who worked on this cathedral Or even spent a moment passing by All of us are swept away like breadcrumbs What comfort does it bring, soaring towers left behind Towers left behind Well there's a fiberglass castle in Wisconsin Where kids race go-karts around a moat Once we went up there in December When all the water slides and fudge shops were closed Looking to find love under the ice machine But all we did was drink in empty bars Stumbling drunk, we crawled back to our hotel room I fell against you, felt your beating heart I felt your beating heart Well the snow was slowly falling on the ice machine And the moon shone hazy through the pines Lawn chairs are thrown into an empty pool A dog chained to a tree, barking at the sky Towers left behind From Letras Mania