the strong armored loved stand doesn't fool me anymore
turn of your ego , and close the door
and i've understood the words to my soul have lost its pages, torn out , worn out aging
its alright, my heart hasn't yet faded.
i get in my car and drive the long passage to were my lover shall lye
i dont understand much this time,my voice struggles against the wind
as i see him standing on those hills i wonder if he's real
reborn , fallen and i sight so sore
you are the makings of nothing ever more.
i wonder ,looking up if this sight shall disappear
opening plagued eyes , your sitting by the door.
this wasn't a dream, yet wasn't what you call 'awake'
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