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Wind Blows Cold

from Newkirk by Howth

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You're my best imaginary friend
You don't exist outside my head
And the conversations that we have
Though not quite real, they aren't bad
They make me feel less sad and alone
Like a telephone with someone else on the other end

In my dreams we walk the pier
I hold your hand, you pull me near
I kiss the flesh behind your ear
And it's so sincere
And I have no fear
That you'll disappear
Cause you were never here
And this had to come
Even pretend things have an end

And the wind blows cold
On the soulless soul
And my heart's on fire
And I cannot breathe

You're my best imaginary or real friend
You don't exist outside my head
And the conversations that we have
Though not quite real, they aren't bad
They make me feel less sad and alone
Like a telephone...

And the wind blows cold
On the soulless soul
And my heart's on fire
And I cannot breathe

And the lighthouse shines down
On this soulless town
And my heart's on fire
And I cannot breathe

And I cannot hear
And I cannot breathe
And I cannot sing

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from Newkirk, track released March 20, 2012

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