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My life in rooms
And your life in books
And somewhere between
That’s where we meet
Everything is a like a photograph
We’ll hang it on the walls
Pictures frames and post cards
We’re in love
With everything
That is lost
You and I know
That there is no god
So we clean the house
We go out for drives
And you go now to your books
And I too my rooms
And everything is so soft
When we are
Hiding out
In these rooms
Everything is a like a photograph
We’ll hang it on the walls
Pictures frames and post cards
We’re in love
With everything
That is lost
And you go now to your books
And I too my rooms
And everything is so soft
When we are
Hiding out
In these rooms
