*Well I hope God protects your soul
I don't know if you should leave home alone
Maybe you've been drinking from the Devil's bowl
I can't express myself 'cause I'm not fully grown*

My heartache, is my mistake you see
My heartache, is my mistake you see

Well I am conscious of the way that I act
But I won't betray you, you can be sure of that
I'm not a pet who does tricks at the drop of a hat
I wish I was fiction, I wish I was fact

My heartache, is my mistake you see
My heartache, is my mistake you see

I need to build a wall around me
I need to build a wall around me
But I want to smile with everybody
Would you say that is possessive of me?
Would you say that is possessive of me?

Yes we feel bad in winter
We act a little bit strange
The dark sky threatens me daily
Makes me alter and change, change, change, change

I need to build a wall around me
I need to build a wall around me
But I want to smile with everybody
Would you say that is possessive of me?
Would you say that is possessive of me?

- ed harcourt

he loved ed harcourt. i believe almost as much as i do. if not more. now he's gone. he went so fast. it's hard to believe. i really hope he dance around somewhere to the music he loved the most. my thoughts will be with him when i'm going to see ed in concert in some weeks. he was so kind. . .