Umbrella sky
Umbrella sky
she leashed in front of my eyes
Blue, pink, violet slayers fry
So much like to sing a song, not a spy
Umbrella sky
Links to east fast food court glides
Open the windows the maid laid in her bedroom
No such lie, gleam cleans the closet
Umbrella sky
His Reye and distant desert sky
Not a moment of silence, key to dismay clear
Open the shadow, mellows sledge to a song
Umbrella sky
Camera shots and distant murmur cries
Clear the trace in front of the pathway
Open the umbrella, win the Champaign and unleash for the line
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