I never saw you in your pain
And you never saw me in my pain
So we're expecting it to wash away
No one ever wants to feel the blame.
We built up the structures of "what is"
A city of first person narratives
And found that there's a gap that sits between
Everything that's said and what's perceived.
And no one told us what to make of it
And no one told us what to do
When we get tired of hanging out
Then come on, come on let's go through.
I felt the past start creeping in
While you sought the language to begin
And everything that we could choose would be
Just as meaningful, just different. We
Looked at the window, but it looked back
So you pressed your face up against the glass
And I could only see that we exist
Doubled in the darkened evening mist.
And no one told us what to make of it
And no one told us what to do
When we get tired of hanging out
Then come on, come on let's go through.
All that we will ever be
Is wrapped in what we'll never see
And all the fears and all the dreams
Will never come, will never leave.
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