You walked through our gates.
We expected more scars.
Take a snooze under the sun.
As for that huge fire in the valley,
We created that.
No worries, it's just a trick of the light.
Nothing escapes from our reach.
Everything you see here,
Every teacup and every stone
And every crimson cheek,
Shuts down after midnight.
We need someone out there.
Grab a flashlight.
If you make love, make it quick.
If you see a ghost, give it our best.
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