Trilogy
We listen twice as hard for the sound of thunder
We watch the lightning tear the sky asunder
I'll sit around and be lost inside
Like a small child who's just lost all of his pride
We'll watch the train as it pulls away
It's only when we're low we remember to pray
I'll talk it over like its politics
I'll throw my love at you and hope that it sticks
Imagine my hand on the back of your neck
You are my universe and I'm just a speck
You're watching me at the end of my rope
My steady face suggests I know how to cope
I'm looking down but I'm still blinded by light
The shining interference of your sight
I tried to push you to the back of my mind
Everything comes unglued, don't worry I'm fine
I'll look through oceans while you look away
I'm so far gone I might as well stay
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