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She writes love me in the dust
On the piano lid and walking
And I love her finger
When I read what it says
She takes a taxi home from the party
She can't stay
She has never needed
To be anything like me
Maria on wings against the sun
But she can't know
If the wings are hot
Want her high in the blue
Like something you can never reach
She is the one no one can now
She's a sketch in someone's head
A sculpture about to escape
Like a thought in change
Like a draft m with pearly white skin
She takes a taxi home from the party
She can't stay
She never needed
To be anything like me< br/>Maria on wings against the sun
But she can't know
If the wings are hot
Want her high in the blue
Like something you can never now
She is the one no one can reach
Technicaros take her
High above the sky
On chemical wings
Like caress like sin
Death became life one day
When the self was hardly a self
Maria on wings towards the sun
But she cannot know
If the wings are hot
Want her high in the blue
Like something you can never reach
She is the one no one can reach