As I fall asleep
To black and white TV
[Incomprehensible] away
In my recurring dream
Each winter dreams
Electricity
There are words to say
And there are songs to sing
But I can hardly speak at all
Oh, I'm on my way
To a holiday
In real time
Float a mile away
Say we'll be okay
Dear Valentine
Now quietly
Peek across the street
Perfectly cut
Perfectly mean
But it's not complete
No, not at all
Oh, I'm on my way
To a holiday
In real time
Float a mile away
Say we'll be okay
Dear Valentine

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