Saturday, January 17, 2009

Touched

This is a glass parade
A fragile state
And I am trying not to break
And the stars are shining
The moon is right
And I would kill to be with you tonight
Wish you told me all the truth
So afraid to face an absolute
All the fights you had to lose
All the fear was put upon you
I found you when you were broken
Too many cracks of deceit
I will give you all I have
Just look up, break down and believe

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