And you and I will follow down the street
And when
You told me things would have changed
And now we're back
Now I'm divided like a flock of birds when excited
And
Call her thief, call her shallow and insincere
'Cause you'll never
Of pictures and of promises
An arrow drawn in time
That's pointing
Start this with another yawn, and
Once again there's nothing to
when she opens her eyes she says she feels better
now
I fall so far
I fall so far
And every moment everything
His greasy fingers strung together and stretching 'cross the sky
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