Mathematics

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Meet me on the corner by the fire escape and I’ll be waiting
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Every inch of back roads that have put me here will disappear
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And I’d hold you in my arms
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Cold mathematics making its move on me now


Peacocks on the chopping block and in the docks, my hopes are burning
Beautiful and trivial and baby just out of reach
So hear the unforgiven sounds
Of cold mathematics making its move on me now


Towards the stars - the great silence
The only place I have left to go
And I’d hold you in my arms
Cold mathematics making its move on me now

It’s funny how I always seem to alienate the people that I'm
Trying to impress, one day I will learn to shine
To the unforgiven sounds
Of cold mathematics making its move on me now

And I’d hold you in my arms
Cold mathematics making its move on me now

Cold mathematics making its move
Cold mathematics making its move
Cold mathematics making its move