I was born a child of grace,
Nothing else about the place,
Everything was ugly but your beautiful face -
And it left me no illusion!

I saw you in the curve of the moon,
In the shadow cast across my room,
You heard me in my tune -
When I just heard confusion...

I like the sound of my own voice,
I didn't give anyone else a choice,
An intellectual tortoise -
Racing with your bullet train.

Some people get squashed crossing the tracks,
Some people got high rises on their backs,
I'm not broke but you can see the cracks -
You can make me perfect again!

I'm alive!
I'm being born,
I just arrived, I'm at the door,
Of the place I started out from -
And I want back inside!

All because of you,
All because of you...
All because of you -
I am!

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