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Pendulum

Jealous of the Birds
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Would you have me be your lover In a house in Hydra far From the city life that smothers In the lonely neon bars? Would you have me walk the path on Granite rock and purple thistle? Can't sing in tune with angels Can't smooth a grinning bristle Oh, to be what others are to me Warm as blacktop fierce as the Baltic Sea Thoughtful as a cricket in a field Kind as mother's whose love never yields Would you have us be companions Full of song like whippoorwills? Would you crown me as your champion Cresting over sandy hills? We are more than lens flare visions On rolls of film from summer We're the sum of our decisions Not pawns, not fools or numbers Oh, to be what others are to me Warm as blacktop fierce as the Baltic Sea Thoughtful as a cricket in a field Kind as mother's whose love never yields Take my hand I'll take your hand I'll hold your hand Take my hand Take my hand Take my hand Take my hand Take your hand Take my hand Take my hand Oh, to be what others are to me Warm as blacktop fierce as the Baltic Sea Thoughtful as a cricket in a field Kind as mother's whose love never yields