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She's telling me she don't need headlights She's telling me the storm is friendly She says the volts are inviting She talks in couplets, she steers by lightning She takes a knife to my seatbelt She says the brakes, it needs mending She says my mood, it needs heightening She talks in couplets, she steers by lightning Two angels sitting in the back seat They're pointing at their watches I feel eternity biting She talks in couplets, she steers by lightning My Maggie, she's got a lose one She uses Milton as a road map My Maggie, she is a bright thing She talks in couplets, she steers by lightning |