Choir Hotel - Diary of Dreams

I heard of a man who can see through the heart

A fountain of truth as a stranger reveals

A sarcastic smile proves his true disrespect

His hands so tranquil and his eyes a deep well

To fall for your words — as profound as they are —

Seems somehow absurd.

How foolish to fall for

But sympathy is not what I feel for you

I know that your talk is as wise as untrue

The words of a wise man are not worth a dime

His conscience is burdened.

His wisdom a crime

I forgive what I can, but my will is too strong

I won’t let you go.

You were trapped all along

Your temper is curbed and your fire put out

I try to form words, but your mind is too loud

I fear all this talk and I’m scared of my senses

I take a step back and just run for the door