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Andromeda The Immunity Zone

Thought these streets always looked so empty Paved with wet stones and oil Flash of turn back to the gutter Brief encounters all end with a slam Then

There is something in the way that she talks to me That makes me wonder if I'm really free or not You are my star You're a special kind of girl The

Tears escape from my eyes As I'm reminded once again By the failure of our kind We're closing up this shop for good Since we plundered all that we could

I could have gladly asked for more But your look was saying: "I saw you" And as you turned away I mumbled out that I adore you But I knew within That

Thoughts make up the pages The page contains the thought Burning for the winds of changes But that wind will feed the fire Ash to ash - stories ending