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I am Down the road and up the hill I wait for you still Wires 'round my fingers Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open I am through the woods and past the trains I wait here in vain Scrubbing out the stains again Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open In a night the snow starts falling And everybody stares Through their windows at the streetlights Too beautiful to see I am In a room I've built myself Four stray walls One floor One ceiling And day after day I wake up feeling... Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open... Open up your eyes and then...