N.A.C.C. - Coffee for Attending Ears

Inside all these closed doors I know in color I'm something more
But, all I can see is black and white and red. Where are my friends tonight
I stand in wait for your rapport but, you're not on after four
The strings have been strung again. But, this time it's the end

I stand in wait for your rapport but, you're not on after four
The strings have been strung again. But, this time it's the end

Written by:
Nicholas Crespin

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