underneath, we're the same song

There you go, not looking alone again
Strange star skies with arms that bend
You move the earth in time with me

And just as days fade, a memory
Not like anything you do: we’re before that
And before you or I and just beneath
The surface of the sun
Where hides every thought we’ve had
And every place that’s ours
Forging from it the great long crime of history.

2005-07-31 | 4:07 p.m.
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