Was I too loud to hear you screaming
Was I a fool to dream it once again
Was I to calm to feel
To steal
Some ordinary whispers
Calling out my name
Did I foresee the lies I’ve forgotten
Did I expect the scars upon your face
I couldn’t tame my mind
And blame
The rhymes that fell to pieces
Broken on your trace
But maybe I was made to hear your promise
Though it’s far too late
But maybe I was made to hear your promise
An’ get through it all again
And all the lines will mend
And lead the hopeless
If the gods may know your name
Just if the gods may know your name
I know you won’t regret
For I tear everything apart
But there’s nothing to expect
From a wounded heart
Won’t you try to see me
Can’t you understand my pain
Was I a fool to dream it once again
Was I to calm to feel
To steal
Some ordinary whispers
Calling out my name
Did I foresee the lies I’ve forgotten
Did I expect the scars upon your face
I couldn’t tame my mind
And blame
The rhymes that fell to pieces
Broken on your trace
But maybe I was made to hear your promise
Though it’s far too late
But maybe I was made to hear your promise
An’ get through it all again
And all the lines will mend
And lead the hopeless
If the gods may know your name
Just if the gods may know your name
I know you won’t regret
For I tear everything apart
But there’s nothing to expect
From a wounded heart
Won’t you try to see me
Can’t you understand my pain
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