Moving in and out of the shadows

Its no easier mission

Holding onto how I picture

You

Showing only bits and pieces

Till the tide betrays you

And your empty allocution

Searching your eyes for

A hint or a trace of humility

Searching your eyes for

The saint is an act of futility

Searching your eyes for

A hint or a trace of it

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Searching your eyes for

A hint or a trace

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Showing all the missing pieces

Till the light betrays you

And your empty allocution

Saw the Piper by and down the river

Caught his crippled alchemy

From pounding waves of adoration

Pied Piper float on down the river

Bloated carcass crippled me

The weight of adoration

Moving in and out of the shadows

Its no easy mission

Holding on to how I picture you