You're a clever little man
full of fantasy
once a wild
one had to be
tied up he said
you're as fierce as a lion
as distant as a star
weeping and laughing
craddled by the scattered ciggarettes
tied up he said
if anyone asks you
you already have your wings
if anyone should ask you
you're living in a fantasy
you never understood what you could be
you're living in a wasteland
you never understood what you could see
don't break my world
don't break it
don't shake the world
don't break it
i'm not a candle
it's just the scattered ciggarettes i'm not a candle
i climb up on the roof
i climb up on to the roof
i climb up on to the roof
and dance with you
you're living in a fantasy
you never understood what you could see
you're living in a fantasy
you never understood what you could be
don't break the world
don't break it
don't break the world
don't break it
don't break the world
here is the land of the white hot sand
the devils bloom in the baboons hand
here is the land of hunger slashed
deep in the valley where the mamba lashed
here in the land of the white hot sand
the devils bloom in the baboons hand
here is the land where the lightning flashed
deep in the valley where the mamba lashed
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