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I may know the wordbut not say it
I may know the truthbut not face it
I may hear a sounda whisper sacred & profoundbut turn my headindifferent
I may know the wordbut not say it
I may love the fruitbut not taste it
I may know the wayto comfort and to soothea worried facebut fold my handsindifferent
If I'm on my knees
I'm begging nowif I'm on my kneesgroping in the dark
I'd be praying for deliverancefrom the night into the daybut it's all grey hereit's all grey to me
I may know the wordbut not say itthis may be the timebut I might waste itthis may be the hoursomething move mesomeone prove me wrongbefore night comeswithindifferenceif I'm on my knees
I'm begging nowif I'm on my kneesgroping in the dark
I'd be praying for deliverancefrom the night into the daybut it's all grey herebut it's all grey to me
I recognize the walls inside
I recognize them all
I've paced between themchasing demons downuntil they fallin fitful sleepenough to keep their strengthenough to crawlinto my headwith tangled threadsthey riddle me to solveagain & again & again
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