Was it all an ancient story
Or maybe a dream
I felt the sunlight overhead
Always keeping me warm
Disguising the impending storm
I open my eyes and the veil disappears
An engine constructed of weak rusted gears
The smoke and the noise that obscure them from sight
Make the driver think everything’s right
I didn’t see how long I’d waited
To be justified
And paint a picture of this side
That the world could see from above
But I think that some call it love
I open my eyes and the veil disappears
An engine constructed of weak rusted gears
The smoke and the noise that obscure them from sight
Make the driver think everything’s right
I just needed something to buttress the walls
My thoughts were like soldiers storming the halls
I just couldn’t handle this being alone
So I knew I just couldn’t let go
I guess I kept you as a bandage
For wounds that just wouldn’t heal
I broke at your going away
It left them raw and exposed
My secret that nobody knows
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