| We get down from the highway where I have been sent to keep you from resting. | |
| You're the one in the burning house. | |
| We get down to the basement where the music they are making, accompanies the chasing. | |
| We're the ones in the burning house. | |
| Not a fire, a light that surrounds the sort of heat when something's begun. | |
| Before this I felt with no one. | |
| We get down to a sunrise, when all the air has passed from your lungs into mine. | |
| And life hangs like a cloud in the sky. | |
| We get up and get angry when the light comes early but misses us entirely. | |
| Can we stretch the nights of our lives into a shade that softens the light? | |
| As the moon is ate by the sun. | |
| Before this I saw with no one. | |
| If I could, I'd make up a world as foggy as I feel, and tender as a nerve. | |
| The glass of our heads, upon which we stood, and said if I could I'd break these doubting words in your head | |
| I would break this doubting world from our head. | |
| If I could, I would tear this love from no one. |
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