More in my face Than is my taste I grow so weary I´ll surrender
To what they say Let them lead the way Till´ I can no longer remember
My darling dreams Prewritten scenes Whatever felt my own
So to save face I´ll take my place Where I may safely feel alone
Glad the waters are so shallow When the river runs so cold
I´m quick to wait Too slow to take They call me gracious for my patience
And I feel proud Under that shroud And all the while it´s all evasion
Some humor here To fend off fear And I´m a little more lost, oh dear
So to save face I´ll hold my place So I may safely feel alone...
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