I am standing at the shore
see the ferries passing by
waiting
I am the center of the universe
and everything here is
The moon shines through the clouds
see the black bird on
Rows and rows of teeth
As sharp as a razor blade
Laying
The severity of your accusations
Makes me feel so empty inside
The
A perfect stranger on your mind
A hero on his chariot
He
she never belonged to this world
this was just not her
You should see with my eyes
See what I have seen
Then
I can cause a thunderstorm
deep inside your brain
it's creeping, creeping
One-thousand years from now
All trees and plants had died
No more
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