he walked home humming the tune he had written , with august 's powerful lyrics playing over in his mind : a blink of light that cracks the sky leaves houses up but children die then , with a sudden cringe of embarrassment he remembered some of his own lyrics from his recently completed jeans girl : well she 's my jeans and t-shirt girl she knows just how to rule my world how many times had fledgling songwriters rhymed 'girl ' with 'world ' he wondered ?