I’m spilling all your secrets
Breaking down these walls
It happens when I’m sleeping
There’s no control at all
You fracture my defenses
Immersion therapy
It’s never your intention
To sink these hooks in me
Bad coffee bad ideas We’re hoping for a reason
I’m ready to concede Though I can’t find the pieces
I’m walking through the courtyard
It’s only make believe
Plotting my departure
A sudden soft retreat
Stolen pages from the archive
Illuminating everything
I feel naked in this harsh light
And my skin pale and thin
Bad coffee bad ideas We’re hoping for a reason
I’m ready to concede Though I can’t find the pieces
Take a walk through the cornfield
As the Autumn light retreats
There’s a feeling you remember
From when you were twenty three
Take a bath with the lights off
Feel the way the world recedes
And the water growing colder
Somehow feel relieved
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