Orange Cymbals

By Nurses

On Apple’s Acre

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Strange you took a lot of me

Today you took a lot of me

Someone was waiting

Falling slipping

Someone was waiting

Falling slipping

Wait

You're not the same at all

You're not the same same same same at all

Same same same same at all

Same same

Nowhere to leap

Coming back to me

Be gone to me

Falling back to me

Strange

You're not the same at all

You only running, running from the fire

And when you came you're shooting in it

You're never even going to say goodbye

You're never even going to say goodbye

You're only running from the fire

In the morning you'll be running from the fire

You're never even going to say goodbye

You're not the same at all

And when you get it you're shooting in it

You're never even going to say goodbye