Urantia

I slipped into the cloak you left
 I fiddle around in the ashtray
 To find your cigarette pinkish red
 I light it and take a drag
 I swear I'm losing it
 With all these erased recordings, I'm rearranging parts
 You should accept
 We'll probably remain this way to the end, in steps
 Underneath the sheets, I find your
 Makeup and shoes in a bag laid open
 Grab my keys and some money
 And circle around the lake
 I guess you're losing it
 I like to believe that maybe you're a lot likе me
 Try using this equality we might need in thе air
 'Cause there are no more left like you
 A picture-perfect strange
 Imagined in one shape
 Unchained
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 Tempt my spirit within my name
 We crawled in the tomb and release some honey
 1800 million ways striving to make it last
 There is no one left like you
 A picture-perfect strange
 Imagined in one shape
 Unchained
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 There are no more thrills I'll need
 Than the desire that we shared
 From the channels of our dreams
 To the grave
 I'll find you again somewhere, I believe
 You'll find me somewhere again, I believe