The difference between fact and fiction 
quest for the young and the old 
The power of sheer superstition 
That often turns dirt into gold 

We will end up making a baby 
We will end up losing control 
job for a man and a lady
With similar spirit and soul 

Do you think it's [bad word] 
That our love will tear us apart 
That I'm crazy for you 
But will end up breaking your heart 

In hope of some sort of reaction 
I'm slightly ahead of my time 
Because it gives me satisfaction 
I claim what is rightfully mine 

And I am in many ways a pilgrim 
But my intuition has gone 
In presence of ghosts and of children 
You will catch me singing a song 

Do you think it's [bad word] 
That our love will tear us apart 
That i'm crazy for you 
But will end up breaking your heart 

On a trip to the moon 
I wander inbetween the stars 
They explode like balloons 
It has been like that from the start 

Because it gives me satisfaction 
I claim what is rightfully mine 

And I am in many ways a pilgrim 
But my intuition has gone 
In presence of ghosts and of children 
You will catch me singing a song 

Do you think it's [bad word] 
That our love will tear us apart 
That i'm crazy for you 
But will end up breaking your heart
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