I heard of a man who can see through the heart A fountain of truth as a stranger reveals A sarcastic smile proves his true disrespect His hands so tranquil and his eyes a deep well To fall for your words - as profound as they are - seems somehow absurd. How foolish to fall for but sympathy is not what I feel for you I know that your talk is as wise as untrue The words of a wise man are not worth a dime His conscience is burdened. His wisdom a crime I forgive what I can, but my will is too strong I won't let you go. You were trapped all along Your temper is curbed and your fire put out I try to form words, but your mind is too loud I fear all this talk and I'm scared of my senses I take a step back and just run for the door.
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