It is not love to pretend to know
What I am going to say to you
Before your fire
Or the water under a rock
I don't wake up rehearsing my lines
For the sky outside my door
It is stupid to pretend this
That you will not unmake me
For in your presence all is new
Every day I blow out from under
That feeling which is not love
What I am going to say to you
Before your fire
Or the water under a rock
I don't wake up rehearsing my lines
For the sky outside my door
It is stupid to pretend this
That you will not unmake me
For in your presence all is new
Every day I blow out from under
That feeling which is not love
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