Distortion

can the heart and mind
Coexist
Something I can't find
I miss

Now I can't even tell what's real
I'm just
looking in a broken mirror

And it turned my trust to fear

(Solo?)

Time flies on the wind
Like the birds up in the sky

Your kiss could make an angel sin
And the devil pray to god

I
Just want
The
Truth

I
Just need
Some
Proof

With no distortion

Ashes burned to dust
By a love we know ain't right

Now I can't even trust
That you'll kiss without a bite

Child of the sun
Father of the moon

Set you on the run
But you know I'll catch you soon

Not meant to be alone
But a socialite I ain't

I'll wait here like a stone
With the patience of a saint.

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