Paint the whole world blue
And stop your tears from stinging
Hear the cavemen singing
Good news they're bringing
Seven seas
Swimming them so well
Glad to see my face among them
Kissing the tortoise shell
A longing for some fresher feeling
Belonging or just forever kneeling
Where is the sense in stealing
Without the grace to be it
Burning my bridges and smashing my mirrors
Turning to see if you're cowardly
Burning the witches with mother religious
You'll strike the matches and shower me in water games
Washing the rocks below
Taught and tamed in time with tear flow
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