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human heart
This is a tale of the pain in everyone's heart
This is a story made to end right from the start
We’re walking in light but our eyes see shadows
We’re in the middle of fights that seem to overshadow
All the joy in little places outside the battles
We stumble and trip and fall out of good intentions
We slide and slip away from intensive intervention
Where the play is in the middle of an intermission
We’re only actors living in a script where we’re trapped in a tomb with a puzzle to encrypt in a maze of a terror that we call the urge to trust when we’ve only seen silver and gold go to rust
We live everyday in our nightmare where we stay silent and live in the fear
That if we open up we’ll lose the people we hold dear
How can we live while our minds are dying
And our thoughts are telling us it’s no good trying
And we openly believe the people who are lying
They tell us that the blade should kiss our wrists to sleep
But what we seem to forget is they have heartache they keep
Locked inside away from eyes that pry and hidden inside a happiness that died
How can we breathe with our lungs polluted by the human condition undiluted
We’ve gotta pick up our pieces and give them away we’ve gotta carry the people who’ve been led astray and find rides on the backs of those living today
The broken carry the shattered and the damned save the lame
The lambs show the lions how to be tame
We don’t have time to be silent or be overtly violent
We’ve gotta make the best of each other's pain
And run the fear down the drains
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