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You remind me of a firework, boy
You touch the ceiling, you touch the floor
You sparkle and burn but you take your time
And I bet I could carry you across state lines
You know all of my secret ideas
The ones I'm giving up on and the ones I'll keep
And everybody sees a funny look in our eyes
'Cause we know that we already won the sweepstakes prize
I ask you if you ever think that maybe
It's what's inside of us that drives us crazy
Fingers feeling underneath your skin
There's blood and bones and some rivers to fall in
I'm so lucky because I asked you once
"What are you doing? Do you wanna come up
For a cup of tea? Come visit with me
We'll play guitars and I'll give you my number"
I'd tell you why, but I don't know
It's simple and so complicated
I could walk all day on the railroad track
But there's much more to it than that
--"Sweepstakes Prize," Mirah