This story is past tense
and I did not want my cover blown
Thought well enough was left alone
and who decided you'd rescue me?
Yeah, I do agree
a bent and broken set are we

Up in a tree we're stuck
and the only lights off the wire
are all the moths in the fire
Can't you feel how the air is getting dry
Try, but can't identify
what you start to think

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