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I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole 
you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold 
oh what a contrast you were 
to the brutes in the halls 
my timid young fingers held a decent animal.

Over the ramparts you tossed 
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers 
tied to a brick 
sweet as a song 
the years have been short but the days were long.

Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass 
we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed 
when our kite lines first crossed 
we tied them into knots 
and to finally fly apart 
we had to cut them off.

Since then it's been a book you read in reverse 
so you understand less as the pages turn 
or a movie so crass 
and awkardly cast 
that even I could be the star. 

I don't look back as much as a rule 
and all this way before murder was cool 
but your memory is here and I'd like it to stay 
warm light on a winter's day.

Over the ramparts you tossed 
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers 
tied to a brick 
sweet as a song 
the years have been short but the days go slowly by 
two loose kites falling from the sky 
drawn to the ground and an end to flight.

Go away from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
I'm not the one you want babe
I'm not the one you need
You say you're lookin' for someone
who's never weak but always strong
to protect you and defend you
whether you are right or wrong
Someone to open each and every door

But it ain't me, babe
no, no, no it ain't me, babe
it ain't me youre lookin' for, babe

Go lightly from the ledge, babe
Go lightly on the ground
I'm not the one you want, babe
I'll only let you down
You say you're lookin' for someone
who'll promise never to part
someone to close his eyes for you
someone to close his heart
Someone who will die for you and more

But it ain't me, babe
no, no, no it ain't me, babe
it ain't me you're lookin' for, babe

Go melt back in the night
Everything inside is made of stone
there's nothing in here moving
And anyway, I'm not alone
you say you're lookin' for someone
who'll pick you up each time you fall
to gather flowers constantly
and to come each time you call
a lover for your life and nothing more

but it ain't me babe
no, no no it aint me babe
it ain't me youre lookin for babe