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Irony You Never See
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2007 Here you are
Searching for warmth in any form you can handle
Playing it cool
While, all along your insides are boiling
Over the person who was infallible until they broke
Who was everything you wanted until they weren't
And, who all along was the only false mask
Hiding the heart whose beat you could hardly feel anyhow
I see the pain filling up these blue skies
Floating aimlessly like butterflies
But, you were not meant to cry
You were not meant to cry
Searching furiously
Scattering a drawer of letters on a bedroom floor
And, that's the meaning
Of the kind of irony you never see even with open eyes
Sometimes sight is the blackest light that exists
And, hope is the only amount of truth you can resist
And, now the future is coming slow
Like a rocket dragging a parachute into gale winds
Can't you see me
I'm trying to find you
But, God, it's a struggle
Trying to scale the walls between the two of us
I see the pain filling up these blue skies
Floating aimlessly like butterflies
But, you were not meant to cry
You were not meant to cry
