Thursday, August 12, 2004

I think there are pieces of me you've never seen
Maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen well
All the world is
All I am
The black of the blackest ocean
And that tear in your hand
All the world is
Dangling, dangling, dangling
For me darling
You don't know the power that you have
With that tear in your hand

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