Doctor, daughter, dreamer.
3,4, 5.
An endless world, distant horizons, everything's so big.
No, it didn't happen...
Doctor, daughter, dreamer.
6,7, 8.
Stumble, trip. Dust off the bruises, everything's right there.
Did it or didn't it?
Artist, yes? No, no no.
9, 10, 11.
Good girl, clever girl- everything's a, linear formula
It did, it doesn't matter!
Doctor, daughter, do-gooder
12,13,14
Formulas should work, everything's possible if she says it is
It did, it shoudn't have.
Dare-devil, orthoptist, woman
15,16,17
Daunting worlds, challenging stereotypes- everything's okay
It didn't hurt, it doesn't hurt.
wife, mother, student
18,19,20
Toxic innocence and naivity- everything lies.
Numbed by the rush.
mother, wife, stranger
21,22,23
Usurped identity, everything has a bottomless hole.
Violated, hollow
stranger, wanderer, way-farer
24,25, 26
The pendulum strikes the mania, everything's relative
Exposed carbon walls
mother, woman, girl
27,28, 29.
Enough self-loathing- life's too short, everything's fleeting
No evergreens here.
human, mortal, transient
30, 31,32
So many distractions, everything's lucid
Everything's okay.
3,4, 5.
An endless world, distant horizons, everything's so big.
No, it didn't happen...
Doctor, daughter, dreamer.
6,7, 8.
Stumble, trip. Dust off the bruises, everything's right there.
Did it or didn't it?
Artist, yes? No, no no.
9, 10, 11.
Good girl, clever girl- everything's a, linear formula
It did, it doesn't matter!
Doctor, daughter, do-gooder
12,13,14
Formulas should work, everything's possible if she says it is
It did, it shoudn't have.
Dare-devil, orthoptist, woman
15,16,17
Daunting worlds, challenging stereotypes- everything's okay
It didn't hurt, it doesn't hurt.
wife, mother, student
18,19,20
Toxic innocence and naivity- everything lies.
Numbed by the rush.
mother, wife, stranger
21,22,23
Usurped identity, everything has a bottomless hole.
Violated, hollow
stranger, wanderer, way-farer
24,25, 26
The pendulum strikes the mania, everything's relative
Exposed carbon walls
mother, woman, girl
27,28, 29.
Enough self-loathing- life's too short, everything's fleeting
No evergreens here.
human, mortal, transient
30, 31,32
So many distractions, everything's lucid
Everything's okay.