Beaten eyes

And broken ties

Simple lies

Like spoiled ryes

They’ll never catch up to their pain

Fast like a train

Yet frozen like the rain

They love and love over again

A Tender dove

And a pretty rose

Nothing compared to what grows

What grows deep in their hearts

They’re desperate to play the part

But don’t know that someday they’ll depart

So eager to deal with the insane

But The Revelation?

They’re doing it all in vain