Berlin - Small Sur
Took a walk on a Sunday
To the park where they sing
Through the market where they peddle
Almost everything
Berlin
Berlin
Then that evening with some friends
We spoke fondly of all things
Laughed much louder than the others
And our bellies
They filled with light
Berlin
Berlin
Berlin
Sometimes darkness it creeps in
To my body while I'm sleeping
And I watch you fall
From the pedestal
Where you've rested for so long
Berlin
Berlin
Berlin
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