Let's take a map of the world. Tear it into pieces. All of the boys and the girls. Will see how easy it is. . To pull it all down and start again. From the top to the bottom and then.
I've got to get to you first. Before they do. It's just a question of time. Before they lay their hands on you. . And make you just like the rest. I've got to get to you first.
What good is a photograph of you?. Every time I look at it. It makes me feel blue. . What use is a souvenir of something. We once had when all it ever does is.
I'm not sure what I'm looking for anymore. I just know that I'm harder to console. I don't see who I'm trying to be instead of me. But the key is a question of control.