and with dreams out of reach
laugh and shout so unkind
within the depths of my mind
Spectres and demons glove up to fight.
caresses my lids open wide,
I salvage the wreck that's
I swim to the shore and look,
that's washed in the reef,
strikes me with fear beyond all belief.
feel the calm before the storm
Sing softly, a lullaby of
laughter is the magic of the soul
Cry sadly, tears from an ocean of old
Alone in the cafe, my eighth cigarette
That you don't have the cure
that will unlock the door
It's always a case of blind
But the dark matter's little
feel the calm before the storm
a lullaby of hope may be born
laughter is the magic of the soul
Trying to remember, yet trying to forgive
a confident thought that's for sure
But you don't have the key
It's always a case of blind
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