To the wishes that come true and the love, that is found
And to the sleep that evades me with the thoughts of a man
And to every story that finds a beginning
I speak these words of passion & compassion,
Of turmoil & pain, of madness of the rain
Words of truth, devoid of delusional disdain...
That I'm as honest as I could be,
And that, I've never been the same
And to the sleep that evades me with the thoughts of a man
And to every story that finds a beginning
I speak these words of passion & compassion,
Of turmoil & pain, of madness of the rain
Words of truth, devoid of delusional disdain...
That I'm as honest as I could be,
And that, I've never been the same
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