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[Intro] [Verse] Late night at the twenty-four spin Shadows making all the colors thin You were folding shirts of linen Checking focus where the light begins Captured a blur of a silver ring Wondering what kind of songs you sing The dryer hummed a low G chord A moment I could barely afford [Pre-Chorus] Film is running out of time Trying to make the feeling rhyme Every frame is just a ghost The things I miss the most [Chorus] We are strangers in the grain Walking through the digital rain Fleeting glances stay so long Like the echo of a silent song More than any love I planned A world I will never understand [Post-Chorus] Just a flash in the dark Just a tiny little spark Just a ghost in the street Someone I will never meet [Verse] Subway car number four-zero-nine Muted jazz playing in my mind Half-empty matcha on a plastic seat Bitter taste of the summer heat Reading by the heavy sliding door A face I have never seen before Then the 808s rumble through the floor As the train pulls away once more [Chorus] We are strangers in the grain Walking through the digital rain Fleeting glances stay so long Like the echo of a silent song More than any love I planned A world I will never understand [Bridge] Developing negatives in the dark Waiting for a tiny little spark I do not even know your name But I am caught inside the frame No bitterness, just a quiet sigh As the city lights go drifting by [Verse] Tripod steady on the wet concrete Catching reflections of the city beat Yellow cabs and the neon glow Watching all the lonely people go ISO high to see the truth Chasing shadows of my restless youth A thousand faces in a digital file I have not seen you in a while [Chorus] We are strangers in the grain Walking through the digital rain Fleeting glances stay so long Like the echo of a silent song More than any love I planned A world I will never understand [Outro]
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