8.Leaving Alphaville
I was a simple man
Till I stumbled on to their plan
It was a rainy evening
And on the ceiling shadows played
It was hard to abandon all my ways
I tried hard
Yeah, to learn to love this place
Another sleepless night
As the dark gives shape to your fright
What is this empty feeling？
This sense of leaving the light
And the people blow about this town like leaves
And the people
Go on living, go on breathing
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