Jesus Christ only knows, What I do when I'm out my car, I swim into shallow waters But never swim out too far. And if the sky should divide, And swallow me up whole, I'll land in shallow waters, But not waters that only scold. I've seen your tree and it don't sing Just looks at me when I look red, And showers me with leaves That leave me with what I've said. And if the ground should divide And swallow me up in one I'll land beneath your branches But all my words are gone. Cloud nine has a cushioned seat, With my name engraved upon the arm, I'll float up high on my soft cloud At peace, at one, so calm. And if the seas should divide, And swallow me up altogether, I'll land on my cushioned seat, Floating like a feather. I'm sat in shallow waters, I'm sat beneath your tree, I'm sat upon cloud nine All good things come in three, Look at me, knelt at my holy shrine, Preying to the God I see in the mirror, The God I know as me.Birth sign: Aquarius
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