Beautiful Twisted
Sat in the back
Of a shiny black car
Like a kid on a drive
Driving for dear sweet life
My life in your hands
My beautiful twisted

We're driving away
Taxi-driver, my babe
Singing along
To the moon-glow-hum

And all I could think of
Was that song
As the trees reached out
And the moon shone

You're my beautiful twisted
You're my beautiful crooked

There was a crooked path
Behind and ahead of us
And all I could hear
Was that sweet, sweet song
Knowing it was not long
Not very long
Before the string ran out
Before the winds changed

And I was saying thankyou
With my mind
Thankyou for that drive
Not caring what would follow
Not asking for anything more than this

Together we were magic
Apart from you I would go mad
We were not good, we weren't even careful
But being bad was not all that bad
 
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