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Late flight to early morning sunrise
Orbit, around a moon of memory
As the light is spilling into my web of weary dreams

Superformance
Miraculous
Unbelieveable

Young romantics
so glamourous
unbelieveable

Late flight to early morning sunrise
At times its gnawing at my insides
It was the only driving force of my ability to be

Grand performance,
the opening night,
unbelievable

Curtain rising,
a sold out crowd,
inconceiveable

And when they called my name I said my prayer
tried to walk up to the center stage of my dreams
it was to be the day in which I reached for my peak
Saw her in the crowd when I was looking

It was raining and pouring as I ran into the street
Like Marilyn Monroe I held the key in disbelief and let it go

And when they called my prayer and called my name
Focused the light on the centre frame
Would you believe!!?
soon will be the day in which I reach for my sleep
I see morning slipping through my window

It was raining and pouring as I ran into the street
Like Marilyn Monroe I held the key in disbelief and let it go
Late flight to early morning sunrise   Orbit, around a moon of memory   As the light is spilling into my web of weary dreams      Superformance   Miraculous   Unbelieveable      Young romantics   so glamourous   unbelieveable      Late flight to early morning sunrise    At times its gnawing at my insides    It was the only driving force of my ability to be      Grand performance,    the opening night,    unbelievable       Curtain rising,    a sold out crowd,    inconceiveable       And when they called my name I said my prayer    tried to walk up to the center stage of my dreams    it was to be the day in which I reached for my peak    Saw her in the crowd when I was looking       It was raining and pouring as I ran into the street    Like Marilyn Monroe I held the key in disbelief and let it go       And when they called my prayer and called my name    Focused the light on the centre frame    Would you believe!!?   soon will be the day in which I reach for my sleep    I see morning slipping through my window       It was raining and pouring as I ran into the street    Like Marilyn Monroe I held the key in disbelief and let it go
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