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Gather round the fires, Listening to the night

Gather round the fires
Listening to the night
You can almost hear the snow
Blanketing the cold

Moon shines through the blinds
Wailing sirens in the night
But late into our dreams
Echoing from your streets
The streets are empty now
And New York is quiet
Have you finally gone to sleep

You used to tower to the night
Now an empire gone silent

Looming overhead
Whispering of an end

Are you too broken to be saved
And holding out in vain
So brave but you're starting to fade
The sky is darker now
The stars are coming out
Have you finally gone to sleep

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