The sky is falling, but you wear nylon The wind is howling, but you've got headphones So you can't hear the ring And you don't feel a thing And I know that I need to outgrow Praying for a storm But when the power goes out I like how the flames keep me warm I never dreamt of a long white gown I dreamt of living on a big white cloud Though my legs would shake I would be so great So I listened closely And wore all my pencils down I walked into bright red houses Knowing they might burn down
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