Is it this place that makes me fall from you?
Forget the words that once rang so true
I sowed a field of rose and reaped a whipping rod
Did we expect that life was ever fair, my God.
And everything I've held too tight inside
Could make a part of me die
And if my lips could only speak the name
The dam would break
What is this ice that gathers 'round my heart? It would make me blind to what I thought would always be
To stop the flood of warmth before it even starts
The only constant in the world for me
And every hour of every day
The dam would break
I need to fight from pulling away
And if my mind could only loose the chain
For all the things I hid away And all the words I could not say
The dam would break.
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