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She wakes up, Rage and Grace. Pulling me closer, pushing away and me the sharpest thorn on your Vine, twisting and turning. We're all intertwined. Broken Wing, empty Glass. Words that scream and bounce right back. She says, you know, we'd all like to rearrange.

I wish I could fix you and make you how I want you. I wish I could fix you and I wish you could fix me.
I wish I could heal you and mend where you are broken, I wish I could heal you and I wish you could heal me!

A beaming Sunrise buries the Night. The setting Sun destroys the Light. She says, Baby, I've gotta get going. Cutting each other without even knowing. She sees a million Stars like Holes in the Sky. All God's Tears for her they cry and I am in her Rain.

I wish I could fix you and make you how I want you. I wish I could fix you and I wish you could fix me.
I wish I could heal you and mend where you are broken, I wish I could heal you and I wish you could heal me!

Broken Wing, empty Glass. Words that scream and bounce right back. She says, you know, we'd all like to rearrange ...

(The Offspring)