7 PM Lyrics by Regina Gore
The fireflies in my room
When the fire cries
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The fireflies in my room
When the fire cries
Pennies from Heaven
“The Artist”, again
It’s in your wrongs
It’s in your songs
Birds fly South
In the winter they go
Picture perfect
Now you’re clean
Heaven’s above you
It’s above you
Birds dream in melody
Breakfast at Tiffany’s
A hundred yards over the rim
I was looking for another way