I don’t think you fully understand what I’ve been saying,
I guess I waste my time.
And all the games that life has had me playing make me wonder how to reap back time.
Will all of your dreams end with you begging me please?
How asunder are the seas and skies?
When the waves crash down will you drown or realise?
I don’t see the whole thing or a single situation,
Guess I must be blind.
I try to reign in my anticipation as I stumble down a lonely line.
Will all of your dreams end with you down on your knees?
How asunder are the truths and lies?
When the waves crash down will you drown or realise?
Don’t just sit there shrugging your shoulders.
It’s a lonely road, all the lies they sold us.
You can shout now from the rooftops of your soul.
Where do we go?
When we got nowhere to go.
Who do we hold?
When we got no-one to hold.
Inside.
You got to realise.
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