Jennifer, they lied to you When they said you couldn't breathe underwater (So here it is, the end is near) I lied, too, when I said that I was hard (
There is a lake between the sun and moon Not too many know about In the silence between whisper and shout The space between wonder and doubt This is
It is the fire that lights itself But it burns with a restless flame The arrow on a moving target The archer must be sure of his aim It is the engine
Cold fire, it's a cold fire, it's a cold fire, it's a cold fire It was long after midnight when we got to unconditional love She said, "Sure, my heart
You and I, we are strangers by one chromosome Slave to the hormone, body and soul In a struggle to be happy and free Swimming in a primitive sea You
Love is born with lightning bolts Electro-magnetic force Burning skin and fireworks A storm on a raging course Like a force of nature Love can fade with
In the house where nobody laughs And nobody sleeps In the house where love lies dying And the shadows creep A little girl hides shaking With her hands
Where would you rather be? Anywhere, anywhere but here When will the time be right? Anytime but now Anywhere, anywhere but here Anywhere, anywhere but
Jennifer, They lied to you. When they said you couldn't breathe underwater. (So here it is, the end is near) I lied, too, when I said that I was hard. (
But oh do i have a secret for you I know how you get me Oh sweet Jesus I refuse to just be right This is war You're driven by the puppeteer Your counterparts
A hot and windy August afternoon Has the trees in constant motion With a flash of silver leaves As they're rocking in the breeze The boy lies in
If we burn our wings Flying too close to the sun If the moment of glory Is over before it's begun If the dream is won -- Though everything is lost
How many times do you hear it? It goes on all day long Everyone knows everything And no one's ever wrong Until later Who can you believe? It's
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: A hot and windy August afternoon Has the trees in constant motion With a flash of silver leaves As they're rocking in the breeze The boy lies
