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GALAPOGOS

Ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child

Softly stolen under our blanket skies

And rescue me from me,

and all that I believe

I won't deny the pain

I won't deny the change

And should I fall from grace here with you

Will you leave me too?

~*~

Carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree

And hold me for goodbyes-and-whispered lullabyes

And tell me I am still the (wo)man i'm supposed to be

I won't deny the pain

I won't deny the change

And should I fall from grace here with you

Will you leave me too?

~*~

~*~

Too late to turn to turn back now,

i'm running out of sound

And I am changing, changing

And if we died right now,

this fool you love somehow

Is here with you

I won't deny the pain

I won't deny the change

And should I fall from grace here with you

Would you leave me too?

~*~

(The Smashing Pumpkins,

from Meloncolie and the Infinite Sadness)