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Written between September 9 and December 29, 2002.
we melt like ice and break like glass (we won't melt)
never knowing what was right for us before it passed
and you're so gentle in your sway (I don't move)
in your place there's hardly half as much that I could say
and when we fall down from this place
it will be the sweetest possible decline
I can't imagine why we would
but I can't keep from thinking that I know we should
I know we might
we work too hard and go too fast (I just might)
would you take the chance to do the things you want to do?
and angels wrote the songs we sing (ears they ring)
in their ears tonight the strangest sound, the loudest ring
and when we fall down from this place
it will be the sweetest possible decline
I can't imagine why we would
but I can't keep from thinking that I know we should
I know we might