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In the moonlight and fog we spoke of love and revolution
my lips were tired in the morning but not just from talking


In the moonlight and fog streetlights made a little stage
but we stepped off into the shadows to be humble


In the moonlight and fog out hands in each others pockets
because it's cold and we'd like to stay warm /
and like Ecclesiastes says, "How can one be warm alone?
But two lying down together that is good and warm."


In the moonlight and fog O vanity of vanities
Yes, everything is vanity, but I swore life had meaning.

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