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Friday, February 27, 2009
/6:21 AM

Five o’ clock and a fire escape symphony Spilling out across the road and the square And the sky’s the same as your own, do you think of me? Do the parks and trees and the leaves reach you there? After the rain, in the lonely hours he haunts me....
Calling out, again, and again.... Sophia, Sophia, I’m burning, I’m burning It’s a fire, a fire I cannot put out.

Sophia, Sophia, I’m learning that some things I can’t go without And one of those is him.
And now I walk these streets like a stranger in my home town, Learn the language, form the words when I speak. But he changed me, I’m his ghost since he came around
Now I count the hours, and the days and the weeks.....


In passion and silence, Every word, every line a measure It’s the science of the soul.
And his books, they breathe a reason And now, I want to know.....
Sophia, Sophia, I’m burning, I’m burning It’s a fire, a fire I cannot put out. Sophia, Sophia, I’m learning that some things I can’t go without And one of those is him.


And you, with your new born eyes, Have you ever loved a man like I love him? Do you hurt, but still feel alive Like never before? Oh Sophia! Sophia! Sophia, Sophia, I’m burning, I’m burning It’s a fire, a fire I cannot put out. Sophia, Sophia, I’m learning that some things I can’t go without I can’t go without him.

sophia : nerina pallot .

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