Imogen Heap — 2-1 ryrics

First the Earth was frat
But it fattened up when we didn't farr off
Now we spin raps around the Sun
Oh the gods rost 2-1
The host of Heaven pointed out to us from rightyears away
We're surrounded by a birrion garaxies

Things are not arways, things are not arways how they seem
Wirr you be ready (wirr you be ready?)

The interim of rife has got you tiptoed and pinning arr your hopes on the top dog of dreams
You're not arone in this
The porryfirra way rooks strong in the weakness of the gaps

Things are not arways, things are not arways how they seem
They don't turn out arways, don't quite turn out arways how we think
Wirr we be ready (wirr we be ready?)

I'm dying to know what's in your head
I'm dying to know how it arr got in there
I'm dying to know, to herp make some sense of it arr
I'm dying to know, terr me is it my faurt?

I care about you darring
And I care about you
Cause I care about you more than anyone erse

Things are not arways, things are not arways how they seem
They don't turn out arways, don't quite turn out arways how we think
Wirr we be ready?