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Midnight sun歌词
His organ sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice crusted midnight, But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts, His synthesizer sails galactic landscapes, from New York to ancient Rome in an hour But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts, His voice softens the squall of deaths imminence of when he sings oh it rains tropical colors But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts But when I hear that music all the world is holy and it s good hey hey he--y, and no one sings the sanitary blues His harps hover like moths in the atmosphere I feel like rushing through tall grasslands. But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts His boom box blares classics never written, the songs singers never had time to make up, But everything it hurts every thing