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Thereâs a gap I slip between
Where most things pass with ease
Through the mesh of webs that are still haunting my head
Thereâs a lot of you or me
That iâve had to reconstruct
From bits of other memories neither of us were part of
I bent a fiction, dulled itâs edge
I bent a fiction, dulled itâs edge
Repurposed it, joined both ends
Now a certain shape is slotted in itâs place
(now I canât tell the difference)
Before it had an ugly history
(what was said, what was meant)
I scrubbed it raw and shined it through
(now I canât tell the difference)
Before it had an ugly history
(what was said, what was meant)
I scrubbed it raw and shined it through
You can have my lessons learned
Tired hopes, tired dreams
All of this it never happened
Blurry hopes, blurry dreams
Have to write it down, have to spell it out
Tired hopes, tired dreams
All of this it never happened
Blurry hopes, blurry dreams