A theory
She doesn�t listen
Ripping wings as she goes
Tracking mud in through the heaven
Taking names and taking keys
She has a book!
And his lies lie inside
She pushes all the love away
don�t try and distract me!
Up to his face she slaps him
And the universe hushes
A small tremble through Tahiti
Is now on the 6 o clock news
What are you doing?
An accusing finger vibrates
Shame playing with your toys
And the universe tumbles into darkness |
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