i wanna be the surgeon that cuts you openand fixes all of life s mistakesi wanna be the house that you were raised inthe only place that you feel safei wanna be your shower in the morningthat wakes you up and makes you cleani know i m just the weather against your windowas you sleep through a winter s dreamso it s chiming the earthsome big star in the skyevery colour at once in the call of a liebacteria breeds on a microscope slidewarming my heart s the apple of your eyedon t adore what is impossiblewe have built this ship in a wine bottlebut if you knew i wouldwe d have to grow oldsomething s eating at youwakes you up in the nightif you re digging the pastwho knows what you ll findread the newspaper print off the microscope slideand you re holding your breathfor the rest of your lifedon t you love what is intengablei have built this ship in a wine bottlebut if you knew who i wasyou would never grow old

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