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If I didn't know better,
I'd say that the world turned
Just as fast as I could mend all the bridges that I burn
Mother told me it would be like this
and that the fairy-tale had been spun
When you live with bees you're bound to get stung
When I can't shut my mind because I've got to make that call
To save all my old girlfriends and those I don't recall
From all collective sadness and memories of me
And show them I am genuine and that I am not a bee
BE, BE just BE
It's always nice to be the leader
and even nicer to have space
On the cosmic side of logic
someone told me there is a place
Where there's a synthesis of nature
and fearless people who believe
That there's a safe place in the hornets nest
of which too few of us conceive
BE, BE just BE
BE me, just BE me
In the absence of the chaos, a space of silence fills the room
And I realize that when I run this race
it's just myself that I consume
When all your arbitrary concepts fade,
like time, property and words
To feel my senses on a mountain top,
oh to be a bumble bird
As she pulls her zipper up I start to disappear
Through all of those whispered words,
there's none I can even hear
Even though without her, I stand here gentle and alone
A single tree at Inisfree
and a hive to call my own
BE BE just BE
Who do you want to be?
I'd say that the world turned
Just as fast as I could mend all the bridges that I burn
Mother told me it would be like this
and that the fairy-tale had been spun
When you live with bees you're bound to get stung
To save all my old girlfriends and those I don't recall
From all collective sadness and memories of me
And show them I am genuine and that I am not a bee
and even nicer to have space
On the cosmic side of logic
someone told me there is a place
Where there's a synthesis of nature
and fearless people who believe
That there's a safe place in the hornets nest
of which too few of us conceive
BE me, just BE me
And I realize that when I run this race
it's just myself that I consume
When all your arbitrary concepts fade,
like time, property and words
To feel my senses on a mountain top,
oh to be a bumble bird
Through all of those whispered words,
there's none I can even hear
Even though without her, I stand here gentle and alone
A single tree at Inisfree
and a hive to call my own
Who do you want to be?
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acoustic.kipsie On Jun 25, 2007
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