When I Dream of Michelangelo Counting Crows

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Well you know I don’t like you but you wanna be my friend
Well, there are bodies on the ceiling and they’re fluttering their wings
It’s ok
I’m angry
But you’ll never understand
When you dream of Michelangelo
They hang above your hands

And I know she is not my friend
And I know, 'cause there she goes
Walking on my skin again

And I can’t why you’d want to talk to me
When your vision of America is crystalline and clean
I want a white bread life
Just something ignorant and plain
But from the walls of Michelangelo I’m dangling again

And I know that she is not my friend
And I know cause there she goes
Walking on my skin again and again

Saturn on a line
A sun afire on strings and wires
To spin above my head and make it right
But anytime you like
You can catch a sight of angel eyes
All emptiness and infinite