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Another golden evening is dying on the vine A rehearsal for the final act When the light that's lost is mine All this blinding beauty has left me no excuse I know the sun is setting Who knows where it’s heading? I'm still betting Betting on the muse My courage often staggers but still we climb the stairs I lie awake and wonder are they songs or are they prayers? This beautiful delusion If it's all a ruse It’s such a lovely setting For my snakeskin to keep shedding I'm still betting Betting on the muse You've got to die inside so many times While you're trying to learn to live You've got to get taken for everything To have anything to give Your signal is receiving Letras de cancionesSome days it's called breathing I'm remembering your kisses Our lips raw with love But the fact that you still make me laugh Is what I'm most proud of You learn to be astonished That’s how you pay your dues What am I forgetting? Nothing I’m regretting I'm still betting Betting on the muse What am I forgetting? Nothing I’m regretting, I'm letting go What I'm not getting I'm still betting Betting on the muse From Letras Mania