In the deep,
The birds fast asleep
Black skies seem to weep.
Moonlight, do we dare?
Day, night - they don't care
But I'm still here.
Don't pass me by.
Yes I'm still here,
My red July.
Is it fate
Our footfalls await?
Blind fear turns too great.
Moonlight, do we dare?
Day, night - they don't care
But I'm still here.
Don't pass me by.
Yes I'm still here,
My red July.
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