oh, it's what you do to me...

[_morningbell]

if i was made of titanium and steel, he'd still find his way inside. if i was constructed with bolts, nails, and hinges he's still made my knees weak. if i was built with no emotion and no way to feel, he'd still show me love. if i was brought here to march the same way, to erect skyscrapers and to keep to myself, i'd find my way to him. i'd escape the assembly line and if it meant being whipped by the conveyer belt, i'd still run. if i was meant for nothing but destruction, from this light that i have found i would rise against, scattering seeds and giving life to every surface of these forbidden grounds. i can promise you that by the time i get done with you the world will never ever be the same.

a thousand miles seems pretty far, but theyve got planes and trains and cars. i'd walk to you if i had no other way.