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It's so windy back home,
little girl.
Where the TV screen goes to sleep
and your tiny dances should rule
the outside world.
I am a glad outsider just to watch you dance,
I am a glad outsider just to watch you dance.
Will you let me in sometime,
just enter the gate
and go upstairs,
like God?
I've heard you used to bash the keys
in the morning.
Before it all started to make sense,
it all made sense to you
but I have never seen the truth written in your books.
I have never seen the truth written in your books,
it was left on the ashtrays
where we used to finish our cigarettes
- and they're over now.
Will you let me in sometime,
just enter the gate
and go upstairs,
like God?
Your ghosts look beautiful to me.
Your ghosts look beautiful to me.