Pinwheel of Death

Tara MacLean


SONGS

Writers Simon Crow, Paul Schwartz

Genres Pop, Ballad, Electro-Classical

Recorded 2002

Lyrics I DON'T TAKE MUCH CARE
OF MYSELF
SINCE YOU WENT THERE,
HOW DARK
MY PIECE OF SKY
WHERE YOU DON'T SHINE.
I KNOW YOU'LL CALL
ONE DAY
AND WHISPER
OF THE WAY YOU WENT,
AND TELL ME WHY
AND HOW YOU'RE FINE.

AND HOW WE'RE EARTHBOUND,
WE'RE ALL EARTHBOUND.

WHAT WAS SO CERTAIN
HAS NOW
GROWN SO UNCLEAR,
I KNOW I'LL NEVER FIND
A HEART THAT'S PURE.
THESE WERE ALL THINGS
YOU KNEW,
BUT THINGS
YOU WOULDN'T TALK
ME THROUGH;
YOU WERE TOO KIND
I WAS TOO SURE.

I WASN'T EARTHBOUND,
BUT WE'RE ALL EARTHBOUND.

WE'RE SWIMMING TO THE STARS,
AT LEAST
WE'D LIKE TO THINK WE ARE;
BUT WE'RE EARTHBOUND.