Thursday - "Magnets Caught In A Metal Heart"
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She spins magnetic rings
Around the dark violet heart of God
She's a magnetic field,
Shower of sparks,
When she comes on.
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There's a silent charge
In a coil of wire
When the currents pass right through it.
We're coupled lines in lightning strikes,
We jump like birds on a vine.
We're the magnets caught in a metal heart
Where the blood is pumping through it
When the needle spins, it sings,
"Feels like we're in love..."
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He spins magnetic rings that fall apart
When he's removed from her
He's a magnetic field
Under the silver clouds
Where the lining of skies
Looks like the dirt on the ground.
His only true north is down
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There's a silent charge
In a coil of wire
When the currents pass right through it.
We're coupled lines in lightning strikes,
We jump like birds on a vine.
We're the magnets caught in a metal heart
Where the blood is pumping through it
When the needle spins, it sings,
"Feels like we're in love..."
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"Feels like we're in love..."
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When the needle spins, it sings,
"Feels like we're in love..."