lying to you is a river of sin
your metaphores, your silent calls
your feelings are too real
let them spew, a fall from grace
would do us good today
we're late, but not in the same way
your eyes have too many colours and I can only try
your energy could be running low
now the juice is dry
images we cannot leave behind
like two riversides we roll back
with your love you had today
-Live
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