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You're a strange one make a truth from an uncarved block and you want to be seen and when you're seen, what are you? And when you and I see, what do you look like? And when there's a wind storm where do you fly? Do you believe that there is a finite amount of mad relation? Our love is made of puppets and tarot cards our love is made by crank machines and ukulele strings our love is made by punk and a square dance and our love is made by hearts sew n in my pants I love this and shall harbour it from mysteries how often have you lain beneath me on a strange roof thinking of home? How often have you lain beneath me on a strange roof thinking of home? Aus Songtexte Mania