Из альбома: B-Sides
December third 1997.
Song Called Volcano.
Don’t hold my hand like that
You’ll hurt your knees
I kissed your mouth and back
That’s all I need
Don’t build your world around
Volcanoes melt you down
And what I am to you
Is not real
What I am to you
You do not need
What I am to you
Is not what you mean to me
Forgive me miles and miles of mountains
And I’ll part them with a sea
What I give to you
Is just what I’m going through
This is nothing new
Its just another phase
Of finding what I rreally need
Its what makes me bleed
Like a true disease
She’s still too young to treat…
Like a distant tree…
[Cuts out for a second]
...Too young for me.