 Passing the corners we've kissed in the rain
Passing these old rusted warning signs
What did they say?
I think they said "Run!"
Passing the roofs of excuses we've made
Passing these open windows
What made me turn away?
How did I fight the black days and the static nights?
St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano
And I will hold you tight
Through the cold days and the frozen nights
Passing our enemies
Passing our friends
Passing the means we used to tell the difference between
It's subtle
I try to remember if I was ever lonely
If I was ever low
Hell, hell yes, I was low
How did I fight the black days and the static nights?
St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano
And I will hold you tight
Through the cold days and the frozen nights
Passing all the days I switched to Auto-mode
Days for which I've nothing to show
Pausing all the days I'm afraid I'll forget
The day's only clear for a second
The day's only clear for a second
Day's only clear for a second
But I will hold you tight
Through the cold days and the frozen nights
Yeah, but it's cold, cold, cold
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