Saturday, 20 November 2010

The Danger

Go to sleep and go to bed
The horses are all in your head
Keep the rain from falling,
She reads the warnings.

Go to work and hit the town
The forces are all in your bed
Keep the sun from rising
She reads the thing that makes me
Not work out what rhymes with rising

You know you love her
And you love her too
And so that girl
puts on her makeup
Just for you.

Sometimes I dream of reality
Most often when reality
Gives way to reality.

She won't get the better if me
She won't
Get the
Better
Of me.

She's a lover
That a perfect star
Died to realise me.
She's the danger.
She's the danger.

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