What I Thought of You

A miner in a mine*
 Couldn't find what I thought of you
 A light, all the lights
 Couldn't shine on what I thought of you
 A crow on a log
 All agog with what I thought of you
 Belief, oh blind belief
 Can't believe what I thought of you
 And I could fly
 I could fly
 First we live
 And then we die
 Alive, a world alive
 Living by what I thought of you
 One police, ten police
 Throw their shields at what I thought of you
 Balloons, an iron lung
 And those in the womb
 Hold their breath for you
 And every chair
 Every chair and table set
 Spread their legs for you
 Alive, a world alive
 Living by what I thought of you
 I, I could fly
 We could fly
 We could've fallen...