The shapes that fall from my roof
It seems there's never enough
This girl she's looking for me
But shapes are all she can see
You have three sides but you're not a triangle
You have three sides and you are a square
The shapes that fall from my roof
It seems there's never enough
This girl she's looking for me
But shapes are all she can see
You can come and settle down
Look what is left here of my house
This was the one place I could hide
But now I'm left with space and lines

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