| The wind is howling hard outside
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| It cleaves us silently apart
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| Your permanence it reassures
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| My insecurity it starts
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| I’d worry for the whole damn thing
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| If I was slashed with fear and wants
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| But I am slick and safe with you
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| Free from little cricket taunts
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| Compared to all the powers that be
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| Our love’s invisibility
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| The lights are searching for us, dear
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| But we’re as black as holes down here
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| Compare to all the powers that be
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| Our love is sweet invisibility
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| We’re lying back on the cold iron
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| River and summer surround us
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| We are dreaming oh so bad
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| On the old and industrious
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| Look up high for the big man!
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| Scraping the clouds away
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| One strong arm is all he’s got
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| One strong arm — sold and bought!
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| Compared to all the powers that be
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| Our love’s invisibility
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| The lights are searching for us, dear
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| But we’re as black as holes down here
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| Compare to all the powers that be
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| Our love is sweet invisibility
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| Compare to all the powers that be
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| Our love is sweet invisibility |