You fall but you get on on the count of five
There's magic in your resistance
A miracle in your
You're falling but you get up again
a year without summer
children without games
There's holes in everything
in the walls we put up around us
such small holes
where a little light slips through
Perfection,
smooth areas is not for me
Give me faults
Give me something as broken as you and me
I read after the flood
I read oryx and crake
I read one hundred years of solitude
I give you all the books I have
It's the magical thinking you need to endure
There's holes in everything
in the walls we put up around us
such small holes
where a little light slips through
Perfection,
smooth areas is not for me
Give me faults
Give me something as broken as you and me
There's holes in everything
There's holes in everything
There's holes in everything
There's holes in everything
There's holes in everything
There's holes in everything
There's holes in everything
where a shred of light slips in