Watching the mist of a shadow fade As the night overcomes the day It all begins to slip away
Time is ticking and the clocks' in my hand I'm chasing fairytales I'll catch one if I can
I'm not going to fight for you to stay
I woke up this morning and had a revelation This dismal scene calls for an antic disposition Which continues to prolong
I feel lost in this moment
Kneeling at the marble alter I bow my head to pray Can you here these words say? Please catch me before I fall away I've been this way for a while
I'm not going to fight for you to stay And life itself seems so hard to follow
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