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Calls to Nowhere
by Port-Royal
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It was like there in that long dream
I thought it wouldn't always seem
The summer won't end, winter is just a fake
Those shadows cannot awake
It was bright evening light
Sort of the around twilight
The mist has erased the names
We saw that when next morning came
Then we call to them
Then we call to them
but they're dancing, dancing on the summer rain
And then we call to them
Then we cry to them
But all these calls - the calls to nowhere
Rain drops on the glass fall
And it's impossible to get through call
I can feel the pain at the words that no said
Hidden in the letter s that were written to no name
Accounts, phone books, addresses
There is nothing left except two number dates
When it rained rain rain rains
Calls to nowhere that's all remains
Then we call to them
Then we call to them
But they're dancing, dancing on the summer rain
And then we call to them
Then we cry to them
But all these calls - the calls to nowhere
Then we call to them
Then we call to them
Then we call to them
Then we cry to them
It was like there in that long dream
I thought it wouldn't always seem
The summer won't end, winter is just a fake
Those shadows cannot awake
It was bright evening light
Sort of the around twilight
The mist has erased the names
We saw that when next morning came
Then we call to them
Then we call to them
but they're dancing, dancing on the summer rain
And then we call to them
Then we cry to them
But all these calls - the calls to nowhere
Rain drops on the glass fall
And it's impossible to get through call
I can feel the pain at the words that no said
Hidden in the letter s that were written to no name
Accounts, phone books, addresses
There is nothing left except two number dates
When it rained rain rain rains
Calls to nowhere that's all remains
Then we call to them
Then we call to them
But they're dancing, dancing on the summer rain
And then we call to them
Then we cry to them
But all these calls - the calls to nowhere
Then we call to them
Then we call to them
Then we call to them
Then we cry to them
