Subtle hum, I feel like a distant train, pounding steel
Remains my own (hindred) lie
Too decisively concealed
As my red tears keep me dreaming
Of you in my arms
I do not tell
To let you see who I am- under this shrouded disguise
To let you see the things I do, are all for you
Are all for you
Today, I live these lies from when
In my sleep, creating things I only barely believe
And in my perfect world, the weight of the world
Would cease to an ever-needed ease
To let you see through its influencing eyes
To let you see who I am- under this shrouded disguise
To let you see the things I do, are all for you
Are all for...
You!