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I made you a building so grandThe stars and the sun just couldn't standIt towering there, blocking their raysFrom everyone walking the streets underneath like a mazeWith the heat of your heavy angel-bonesYou're holding me stillAnd now my thoughts have flownI made you a building so highI knew you were wrongBut I didn't know why, whyNot out of wires, not with a spoonI know you don't care but it angers the big giant moonWith the heat of your heavy angel-bonesYou're holding me stillAnd now my thoughts have flownWith the heat of your heavy angel-bonesYou're holding me stillAnd now my thoughts have flownNow my thought have flownNow my thought have flownFlown, flown, flown... From Letras Mania