[I shall never no more if I posses worlds. Through space the universe
ecompasses and swallows me up like an atom; by thought I
comprehend the world.]
Hey Mister Paper
Better get your story straight
We`re not from the 60`s
And it`s Sarah with an H
And, oh, sometimes
The way you read things
The way you see things
The way you reach things
Hurts my heart
Oh, I fear
Somehow you`ll find the need
To spit out my name
Like a watermelon seed
And, oh, sometimes
I think `what am I doing?
This business of bleeding`
A dime for showing
My heart
Oh, twin moon
You are my twin moon
Take me up-sky
So I can kiss you
Drink your starlight
Light . . .
[You`ll be all right, you`ll get over it] (unsure)
[You`ll be ok, you`ll be all right]
[unclear]
Oh, twin moon
You are my twin moon
Take me up-sky
So I can kiss you
Drink your start light
Light . . .
I want to show you
I want to show you
I want to show you
My heart