i can see
the things she does for me
i'm living in a treehouse i live in constant fear
awakening must be near
i'm sleeping in a dreamhouse
a tine in the fork in the road
is pointing to heaven a tine in the fork in the road
but the sky is old
is pointing at nothing cos it's all been sold
to die in a jamais vu
i love you
i live with you
but this isn't true.
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