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Heart, heart in your mouth, hand on the paper With the new work that you've found The gift of your depression weighs you down, down, down And when you wake for the sixth straight day with the tanqueray You will rise, rise again, and drink again Hurtle hurtle into the breach Let your body fall out of reach On the day that you find your 30s have left you childless Remember when you meet your coupled friends with unease The world will forget any good they have done The world'll forget any good you have done Hurtle hurtle into the breach Let your body fall out of reach Out of thought, out of house, out of your mind Lay your head, lay your heart next to mine And try to admit that you might have it wrong When you admit that you might have it wrong Thunderhead, oh thunderhead I will be your riverbed Aus Songtexte Mania