I heard a handful of words
that could unravel
the
I’m not looking for a reason to believe
I do
A single shining tear somehow finds a way out
From behind
spine of silk and eggshell thin
pity the bleeder, bruised
a room thick with wine
and all of the sadness
of a
When this fleeting limelight fades
and we're alone again
what
these lights...this city
under their waves my mind begins to drift
Sleepless eyes open wide before Heaven I stand again
If there's
You slipped from my arms, I knew you had to
I heard a handful of words
that could unravel
the framework of
like a favorite slave, who's learned to hide behind the
Somewhere down below the calm of the surface
White-hot reason
Kill the lights
Sever all lines
Lock the doors from
The brutal force of time is never at rest
And
i have to be ready
said the minuteman
one mind when
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