you are the sun and moon and stars, are you
and I could never run away from you
you try at working out chaotic things
and why should I believe myself, not you
it's like the world is going to end so soon
and why should I believe myself
you, me and everything caught in the fire
I can see me drowning, caught in the fire
Tuesday 3 April 2007
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