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Magnets Caught In A Metal Heart - Thursday
She spins magnetic rings
Around the dark violet heart of God
She's a magnetic field
Shower of sparks
When she comes on
There's a silent charge
In a coil of wire
When the currents pass right through it
We're coupled lines in lightning strikes
We jump like birds on a vine
We're the magnets caught in a metal heart
Where the blood is pumping through it
When the needle spins it sings
"Feels like we're in love"
He spins magnetic rings that fall apart
When he's removed from her
He's a magnetic field
Under the silver clouds
Where the lining of skies
Looks like the dirt on the ground
His only true north is down
There's a silent charge
In a coil of wire
When the currents pass right through it
We're coupled lines in lightning strikes
We jump like birds on a vine
We're the magnets caught in a metal heart
Where the blood is pumping through it
When the needle spins it sings
"Feels like we're in love"
"Feels like we're in love"
When the needle spins it sings
"Feels like we're in love"
