Onthe wall a picture of a labyrinth
That follows me into my sleep
The pattern shapes the dream to come
A variation based on hide and seek
A killer draws a map out of the trails he made
While tracking his assassin down
A frightened boy makes drawings in his hide-
away
Longs for his friends to show
Arms that are opened up in love
Then they're closed in a defence
A sequence acted out on webs
And we call them sense
I want you...
I want you to be a friend
For every catch that you make
Know that your net will be at stake
Can't you see the bird, bruised and torn?
Flies around the world skyborn
Every place he's been, that he left his foot-
prints in
He revisits to construct a full new heart
You can see me, you amuse yourself
I want you...
I want you to be a friend
For every catch that you make
Know that your net will be at stake
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