am i real and what do i feel
hate is half a heart
only i am in my arms
you were sold as something to hold
nothing's as rude as the cold
stupidly beautifoolish true you
maybe madness is a heart
maybe heaven is a habit
if i could fly i'd live in the sky
i'd come from why and obviously you do too
the very start of everything hard could be the slip of a fingertip
hate is half a heart
only i am in my arms
nothing's as rude as the cold
stupidly beautifoolish true you
maybe madness is a heart
maybe heaven is a habit
i'd come from why and obviously you do too
the very start of everything hard could be the slip of a fingertip
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This is just about the most beautiful and hopeful song every composed on the subject of loneliness. The subject is absolutely uncompromising. Life can be as simple or as complicated as you care to make it.