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What does this look like to you?
A mark so fine you barely see
You have one just like it too
A twisting vine, a mark so fine

'Cause I love you with all I am
And you love me because you are
As fearless as a twisting vine
A mark so fine but still a scar

Fear plays dumb then eats the soul
Like a vagabond with a fishing pole
He whistles but he cannot sing
It's an awful tune but very soon

I find that I am whistling too
And your window is like a star
That I sit beneath like a vagabond
Who wears his fear just like a scar

The blade of our outrageous fortune
Like a parade, it cuts a path
Light shows on our foolish way
And darkness on our aftermath

If I love you to save myself
And you love me because we are
So fool to think that our parade
Could leave a path but not a scar

And I love you with all I am
And you love me with what you are
As pretty as a twisting vine
A mark so fine but still a scar
What does this look like to you?   A mark so fine you barely see   You have one just like it too   A twisting vine, a mark so fine      'Cause I love you with all I am   And you love me because you are   As fearless as a twisting vine   A mark so fine but still a scar      Fear plays dumb then eats the soul   Like a vagabond with a fishing pole   He whistles but he cannot sing   It's an awful tune but very soon      I find that I am whistling too   And your window is like a star   That I sit beneath like a vagabond   Who wears his fear just like a scar      The blade of our outrageous fortune   Like a parade, it cuts a path   Light shows on our foolish way   And darkness on our aftermath      If I love you to save myself   And you love me because we are   So fool to think that our parade   Could leave a path but not a scar      And I love you with all I am   And you love me with what you are   As pretty as a twisting vine   A mark so fine but still a scar