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Текст песни: Sidewalk chalk on your palms
Your headphones tangled, always
Never ask for permission, do you?
Staring at the speakers, not the sirens
Longer morning, slower news
I lose you to the heartbeat of the crowd
Phones held high, you say it’s all about the movement now
You’re dancing at protests again
Shoes mud-stained, hands turned skyward
Dancing at protests again
You said joy is a language, sometimes refusal
Dancing at protests again
I wait at the curb for you
Taxi meter running, summer heat in the glass
Your shadow spins, a blurry loop
I watch from the corner, not ready to follow
You stop for a moment
A bird lands, unnoticed by anyone but you
Voices rising, you close your eyes
I call your name, softer every time
You’re dancing at protests again
Shoes mud-stained, hands turned skyward
Dancing at protests again
And i’m here, and you’re gone, and you’re moving
Your headphones tangled, always
Never ask for permission, do you?
Staring at the speakers, not the sirens
Longer morning, slower news
I lose you to the heartbeat of the crowd
Phones held high, you say it’s all about the movement now
You’re dancing at protests again
Shoes mud-stained, hands turned skyward
Dancing at protests again
You said joy is a language, sometimes refusal
Dancing at protests again
I wait at the curb for you
Taxi meter running, summer heat in the glass
Your shadow spins, a blurry loop
I watch from the corner, not ready to follow
You stop for a moment
A bird lands, unnoticed by anyone but you
Voices rising, you close your eyes
I call your name, softer every time
You’re dancing at protests again
Shoes mud-stained, hands turned skyward
Dancing at protests again
And i’m here, and you’re gone, and you’re moving
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