Slip and stumble at my first offences
Its not treason, its no lie
You talk in paragraphs
I write my sentence
Its not treason, its no lie
It seemed a place for us to dream
Crush and crumble under your defenses
Its not treason, its no lie
You frame the photograph
I sit on fences
Change of season, love can die
It seemed a place for us to dream
If we tear out the tumor
Its later, never sooner
If we tear out the tumor
Its later, never sooner
It seemed a place for us to dream
Youd better keep it in check
Or youll end up a wreck
And youll never wake up
Youd better keep it in check
Or youll end up a wreck
And youll never wake up
Wake up
It seemed a place for us to dream
Youd better keep it in check
Or youll end up a wreck
And youll never wake up
Wake up
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