The difference between fact and fiction A quest for the young and the old The power of sheer superstition That often turns dirt into gold
We will end up making a baby We will end up losing control A job for a man and a lady With similar spirit and soul
Do you think it's true That our love will tear us apart That I'm crazy for you But will end up breaking your heart
In hope of some sort of reaction I'm slightly ahead of my time Because it gives me satisfaction I claim what is rightfully mine
And I am in many ways a pilgrim But my intuition has gone In presence of ghosts and of children You will catch me singing a song
Do you think it's true That our love will tear us apart That i'm crazy for you But will end up breaking your heart
On a trip to the moon I wander inbetween the stars They explode like balloons It has been like that from the start
Because it gives me satisfaction I claim what is rightfully mine
And I am in many ways a pilgrim But my intuition has gone In presence of ghosts and of children You will catch me singing a song
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