| I wanna be the surgeon that cuts you open
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| That fixes all of life’s mistakes
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| I wanna be the house that you were raised in
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| The only place that you feel safe
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| I wanna be a shower in the morning
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| That wakes you up and makes you clean
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| I know I’m just the weather against your window
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| As you sleep through a winter’s dream
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| Someone’s churning the earth; |
| someone’s stirring the sky
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| Every color at once in a column of lights
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| Bacteria breeds on a microscope slide
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| The worm in my heart’s the apple of your eye
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| Don’t adore what is impossible
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| We have built this ship in a wine bottle
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| But if you knew how it worked
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| We’d have to grow old
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| Someone’s eating at you, wakes you up in the night
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| If you’re digging the past, who knows what you’ll find
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| Read the newspaper print off the microfiche slide
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| And you’re holding your breath for the rest of your life
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| Don’t you love what is intangible
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| I have built this ship in a wine bottle
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| But if you knew who I was …
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| You would never grow old |