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Donna found us in her slow and dreamy way / I can’t hear a word the waiter says to me / She’s looking older now, the colour of her hair / She walks into the room and pleased to find me there

Turn the lights on, the night is too long / Keep yourself warm, I’m coming home / I cannot help you, you yourself must see / Decide now what you want to be

Night I left the city, I dreamt of a wolf / He came from where the winds are cold / And truth is seen through keyholes / Strange longings never sleep

Can’t stop thinking ‘bout it / It fills me with unease / Out there by the roadside, something’s buried / Under sycamore leaves