Intro/Berlin

Adna

Meet me where heaven marries the ocean
I know I won't ever be yours
Therefore, neither, no one else
But I think of us as birds

Working outside our bodies
Being smothered by the sides
Through the melancholic air

Meet me where heaven marries the ocean
I know I won't ever be yours
Therefore, neither, no one else
But I think of us as birds

Working outside our bodies
Being smothered by the sides
Through the melancholic air
Through the melancholic air
(Through the melancholic air)

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