Standing on the edge of what's coming to be.
Hard to see past what you've already seen.
My eyes just land in the dirt.
Yeah, there's too many things you just wish you could change.
Made our plans and faulty escapes.
You're too far in your own head.
Yeah, you're all too soft I could bend?
Now, she's got a thousand ways to make you sorrier more, crying til the dawn as it's all it's been for.
My eyes can't help but see you first.
And she's only done as the sparrow's done to me, leaving me dry as the desert I seek.
You run through that house in the dust, leaving me anxious I won't see you come the bust.
He says all you will be is all you will be.
The day may come you'll know you've somewhere to run.
Now he says I can see through fog into the words that you seek.
All this in the drawl of the broke grimlin thief.
He says, I, oh I got plans set for you.
Yes, and you'll one day be happy and not so carefull with your life.
You will have it all on any whim that you like, safe from the pain and the hurt.
Yes, and all this from the man who comes from inside my head.
Not the coward, but the man who's ever reaching instead.
The one not blinded by the past.
Yeah, the one not blinded by the last.
He says, all you will be, is all you will be, and the day may come you'll know you've somewhere to run, somewhere to run, somewhere to run, somewhere to run.

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