The subtle hum I feel like a distant train pounding steel

Remains my own hindered lie to decisively conceal

As my red tears keep me dreaming

Of you in my arms

I do not tell

And today I live these lies from within my sleeve

Creating things I can only barely believe

And in my perfect world

the weight of the world

Would cease to an ever needed ease

To let you see through

Its influencing eyes

To let you see who I am under this shrouded disguise

To let you see

These things that I do

Are all for you

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