VICTORIAN HALLS LYRICS

"Currency"

Space in all the day.
Never in place. That’s o.k.
It’s my hand to god. I wait.

I saw dream melt away.
Pressed a bullet to my head proof I float away.
It’s all currency. Diamonds sink so deep.

Maybe you would come with me.
Could it be the one you need?
It’s bluer than the ocean deep.

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