Plates


The fissure has opened, cracking the code is close
Before the veritable window of chance is lost
Diving down amongst the ruins
Searching for the plates of feel
When all I wanted was you

 

Walking away from the spring of all tears always
Running around in ever decreasing dreams
Painting pictures I thought were real
Only to find the paint has peeled
When all I wanted was you

 

I never could tell when folly invited me in
I walk past the doorway and stand at the edge of the world
Looking down trying not to fall
The wind's so strong my back is torn
When all I wanted was you

 

Diving down amongst the ruins
Searching for the plates of feel
When all I wanted was you



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