In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape.
Broken branches trip me as I speak.
Just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there.
There's always a siren
singing you to shipwreck.
Steer away from these rocks.
We'd be a walking disaster.
(Don't reach out, don't reach out.)
Just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there.
(There's someone on your shoulder.)
There there.
Why so green and lonely?
Heaven sent you to me.
We are accidents
waiting to happen.
Radiohead - There There
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