[I shall never no more if I posses worlds. Through space the universe

ecompasses and swallows me up like an atom; by thought I

comprehend the world.]



Hey Mister Paper

Better get your story straight

We're not from the 60's

And it's Sarah with an H



And, oh, sometimes

The way you read things

The way you see things

The way you reach things

Hurts my heart



Oh, I fear

Somehow you'll find the need

To spit out my name

Like a watermelon seed



And, oh, sometimes

I think 'what am I doing?

This business of bleeding'

A dime for showing

My heart



Oh, twin moon

You are my twin moon

Take me up-sky

So I can kiss you

Drink your starlight



Light . . .



[You'll be all right, you'll get over it] (unsure)



[You'll be ok, you'll be all right]



[unclear]



Oh, twin moon

You are my twin moon

Take me up-sky

So I can kiss you

Drink your start light



Light . . .



I want to show you

I want to show you

I want to show you

My heart