lunes, 3 de septiembre de 2012

There There ~



In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape
Broken branches trip me as I speak

Just ‘cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there
Just ‘cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there
There's always a siren singing you to shipwreck
(don't reach out, don't reach out 
Stay away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster
(don't reach out, don't reach out 
Just ‘cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there
(there's someone on your shoulder
Just ‘cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there
(there's someone on your shoulder
Feel it (there, there!)
Why so green and lonely? 
Heaven sent you to me 
We are accidents waiting, Waiting to happen
We are accidents waiting, Waiting to happen 


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