*Don't you love what is intangible?*

[island_lily]

Ship in a Bottle-
Bright Eyes

I want to be the surgeon that cuts you open,
And fixes all of life's mistakes.
I want to be the house that you were raised in,
The only place that you feel safe.
I want to be your shower, in the morning,
That wakes you up and makes you clean.
I know I'm just the weather against your window,
Cause you sleep through a winter's dream.

Something's turning the earth.
Something's stirring the sky.
Every color at once,
And a column of lies.
Bacteria breeds on a microscope slide.
The worm in my heart's the apple of your eye.

Don't adore what is impossible,
We have built this ship in a wine bottle.
But if you knew how it worked,
We'd have to grow old.

::baby crying::
::music break::

Something's eating at you,
Wakes you up in the night.
For digging the past,
Who knows what you'll find.
Read the newspaper print of the microfish slide.
And you're holding your breath for the rest of your life.

Don't you love what is intangible?
I have built this ship in a wine bottle.
But if you knew who I was,
You would never grow old.