Ive wrapped myself up
In a universe again
And let the darkness quell
My matchflame confidence
And unwillingly I hide
The lever I must find
To release the deep
The tears withheld inside
But I cant explain
I cant make sense of the
Things Im saying
The crystal tears
Are sliding down again
Your moonlit cheeks
And soaking silken lips
If this pain is so real
Theres a hand that someday must heal
And give us the words
That time steals and wont let us say

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