one tenth of her i feel her talking through my stand up hairs which of you huh huh or does he touch them or is he daft it s hard boys alone and old it s really like her it wears her clothes i might be i might be but you re not me and you don t know i m back in the mine back in the mine don t be afraid my love for you to die it stands its ground as i stand mine the ex flesh of the temperature you re just as beautiful as your light allows