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Too tall
That's what you said about the window
That's what you said about the vase I bought for your artificial roses
It's small time businessyou don't want to be concerned with the small time his kissshowers you with care but still imposes
I starestaring back into the splitting clouds that let me see the sunit's like a floating orange eye
I glaresometimes reflecteda hundred thousand times from a lakeno bigger than an eye
CHORUS: But it's high tide the moon is passing over head this is my side I've only been where I was led and when I die dont let them know that I am dead let me hide make sure everybody knows what I have said
Falling, falling, like a flutethat's been thrown out a window it hums a pretty note
This is what?did you say this was a honeymoon?well I would've prepared for this if I had knownnow you and I sit facing each othercross our legs and (mystery line)on a bed that's shaped like a heart
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