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the show was ending and i had started to crack; woke up in chicago and the sky turned black. and you're so high, you're so high, you had to be an angel. and i'm so high, i'm so high, i can see an angel. i hear your heart beating in your chest, the world slows 'till there's nothing left. skyscrapers look on like great, unblinking giants. in those heavy days in june, when love became an act of defiance. hold onto each other, hold onto each other, hold onto each other, hold onto each other. you were broken-hearted and the world was, too. and i was beginning to lose my grip and i always held it loosely but this time i admit, i felt it really start to slip. and choir singing in the street and i will come to you, to watch the television screen in your hotel room. hold onto each other, hold onto each other, hold onto each other, hold onto each other. you're so high, you're so high. you're so high, you're so high. you're so high, you're so high, you had to be an angel. i'm so high, i'm so high, i'm so high, i'm so high, i'm so high, i'm so high i can see an angel
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