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As the rain finally stop
I hear the last of the drops

The fading moon dark gray skies
Now showing a new misty blue

The sounds of pouring rain
Now changes to singing birds

As the sun crevices through the trees
I now hear squirrels running in the trees

I fight myself to open my eye's
Enjoying myself in the dream world

Still darkened in this house
I find myself needing relief
Not quite aiming correctly

As I continually fight my eye's
I find day old coffee in the ***
Which is ok my by me
Thank god for the microwave

I now sit at my desk
To start the next day
You had something to hide
You should have hidden it
Now you're not satisfied

It's now time to pay the price
For not listening to advice
Deciding in your youth

It used to be so civilised
You will always wonder how
If you'd only have lied

It's too late to change events
It's time to face the consequence
For delivering the proof

Never again is what you swore
Now you're standing there tongue tied
You'd better learn your lesson well

Hide what you have to hide
And tell what you have to tell
You'll see your problems multiplied

If you continually decide
To faithfully pursue

Know the
Policy of truth
Depeche Mode
Words are Unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows or spoken
only to be broken

Promises are made
only to be told

Speaking the truth
is usually a lie

Saying I love you
always ends up hurting
If I could paint a picture,
    I would paint a picture of you.....

If I could write a book,
    I would write a book about you.....

If I could draw,
    I would draw a life with you....

If I called you on the phone,
     could you talk to me....

If I wrote you a letter,
     could you reply to me...

If I said I loved you,
     could you love me....
Living in a silhouette of a dream
I can only follow the image in darkness
That lies before me

As I wake to start a new day
My head is scrambled from the night
Only to follow the lies in my dreams
Like a dog without a bone
Like a man without a home
Like a child that's all alone

The feelings of
Desperation
are different

They can make you
Search
Strive
and
Cry
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