בלונד על בלונד

Our hands are both there

But not holding one another

Mine in my pocket and yours in the air

Only voice in the room

Is a repetitive speech

From the television set that's been broken for months

And it's only air

That keeps us from choking

Only air

That's keeping us alive

The candles burn bright

On your birthday cake

A wish is just a one syllable word

My guitar is in it's case

A case I do not dare to open

What once was a music box now is silent

And it's only air

That keeps us from choking

Only air

That's keeping us alive

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