I thought the stars were fruits
Hanging from a tree
So I joined ladders and ladders
And climbed up there to see
But all my friends they laughed out
When I fell down to my knees
Yet up there I saw colours
No one else’s seen
No one else’s seen
I thought this time it was raining
In the desert of my heart
So I went outside stark naked
And opened up my arms
But it was only the wind
Shaking the wet trees
So I called out for an angel
To come and rescue me
Come and rescue me
Round and round I see it coming
It happens once, it happens twice
Round and round I see it coming
I sure get old but I don’t get wise
I thought the wind it was clay
For sculpting my melodies
So I filled a thousand bottles
With storms of every sea
But my hands could only carve
The hissing of the dreams
Dying on the shores
Of memory
So I dressed myself in armour
And defied all passers-by
And I drew my sword and brandished it
At the angry skies
Now my friends don’t recognise me
Behind my metal clothes
If I laugh or if I cry
They never know
They never know
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