Another sleepy Sunday, safe within the walls
Outside a dying world in desperation calls
But no-one hears the cries, or knows what they're about
The doors are locked within, or is it from, without...

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Looking through rose colored stained glass windows
Never allowing the world to come in
Seeing no evil and feeling no pain
Making the light as it comes from within, so dim...

Call it obsession
Call it fanatical
But I am not trying
To make this a spectical
I have this craving
Justifies behaving
I really need some of that

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Ooo, good coffee
Strong coffee
I need to have some
Ooo, good coffee
Strong coffee

Ooo cappuchino
Double espresso
I need something with
A really big kick
You ask me about creamer
You ask me about sugar
I tell you those things make me sick

You say you heard every word, but I watched you turn away
Your eyes grew colder than winter
"Love is so intrusive," I thought I heard you say
And laugh so unconvincingly

Famous last words, "I'm not ready yet"
"I won't be gone a minute"

Narrow is the road and too high a price to pay
When loneliness is such a sanctuary
Empty are the musings and wasted are the days

Arms nailed down,
are you telling me something
Eyes turned out,
are you looking for someone

This is the one thing,
The one thing that I know.

Blood-stained brow,
are you dying for nothing
Flesh and blood,
is it so elemental

This is the one thing,
The one thing that I know.

Blood-stained brow,
He wasn't broken for nothing.
Arms nailed down,
He didn't die for nothing.

This is the one thing,