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Who are the men who own the city
Do they own me too
Could be stories or fairytales
But if it tastes like wine then it probably is
I'll never ask for more
I'm here in body
Not in spirit
Not in spirit
Why don't you clap for the sky
Applaud a feeling
Applaud a feeling
In the midst of it all you were there
So could it be done
You're only lying to yourself
You won't sleep this off
Stuck between a rock and a hard place
But if it tastes like wine then it probably is wine
I'll never ask for more
I'm here in body
Not in spirit
Not in spirit
Why don't you clap for the sky
Applaud a feeling
Applaud a feeling
In the midst of it all you were there
So could it be done