[I shall never no more if I posses worlds. Through space the universe
ecompasses and swallows me up like an atom; by thought I
comprehend the world.]

Hey Mister Paper
Better get your story straight
We're not from the 60's
And it's Sarah with an H

And, oh, sometimes
The way you read things
The way you see things
The way you reach things
Hurts my heart

Oh, I fear
Somehow you'll find the need
To spit out my name
Like a watermelon seed

And, oh, sometimes
I think 'what am I doing?
This business of bleeding'
A dime for showing
My heart

Oh, twin moon
You are my twin moon
Take me up-sky
So I can kiss you
Drink your starlight

Light . . .

[You'll be all right, you'll get over it] (unsure)

[You'll be ok, you'll be all right]

[unclear]

Oh, twin moon
You are my twin moon
Take me up-sky
So I can kiss you
Drink your start light

Light . . .

I want to show you
I want to show you
I want to show you
My heart