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When I was a child, I talked like a child.
And I walked with two windows wide eyes preoccupied of the blazing city sky.
And when night time drew close
We’d lie and be held.
I wouldn't lie to myself or any other To get me there.

Come on and be my Cherubim.
I've been waiting for somebody to let in.
But you do keep hiding from it.

Come on and be my Cherubim.
I've been waiting for somebody to let in.
But you do keep hiding from it.
To get me there.

But you’re vacant, you’re vacant it’s your vacancy.
You're vacant, you're vacant, it’s your vacancy.
You're vacant, you're vacant it’s your vacancy
You're vacant, you're vacant, you're vacant, you're vacant.

Come on and be my Cherubim.
I've been waiting for somebody to let in.
But you do keep hiding from it.
To get me there.