Craft Spells our park by night

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On the slide I feel a certain liberation.
I took the bus to find out what you meant to me.
I saw the park, I gotta find my destination.
12 o'clock and suddenly I feel so free.
Don't know what it could be but some days, I feel it crashing in.
If I could see you right here beside me, I'd hold you once again.
Every night I listen closely for your wind to catch me in our park way after dark.
On this bench I feel no itch of desperation.
Missed the bus and felt no major urge to leave.
Saw a park and followed my dumb inclination.
Twelve o'clock and suddenly I feel so free
Don't know what it could be but some days, I feel it crashing in.
If I could see you right here beside me, I'd watch you once again.
Every night I listen closely for your wind to catch me in our park way after dark. (X3)
Way after dark.

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