Ice Machine

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Running through my head secretly The shouts of the boys in the factory I ring you on the telephone silently Like blood, like the wine in the darkroom scene The darkroom scene Darkroom scene A letter once composed Seven years long And as tall as a tree Reading on the wall efficient, efficiency Efficiency Efficiency Resurrect as a feeling on my window Of a past reunion Resurrect as a feeling on my window Of a past reunion Vision of a picture like the city and the air we breathe The air we breathe Air we breathe She stood beside me once again I knew her face We met before in the street Recalling all the children dancing at our feet The dancing feet Dancing feet