She found it dead
She found it dead again
Reality's a drag
The idea's worth a lot.
All this grieving
Must be good for me
But it takes enough.
Tired but present
Where your hopes are skewed
Walking in your bluffs.
You are staying dry
You're staying dry again
This boat I built for two
I'll sail it just for you.
All this grieving
Must be good for me
But it takes enough,
Tired but present
Where your scopes are skewed
Walking in your bluffs.
Fraud is there
Standing by your side
Whatever helps you sleep
On those quiet nights.

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