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I can't look in the mirror without seeing a friend I miss
Or the colors of the mural, the details you always missed.
I stand at my window pretending to be alive.
I watch the delicate snow, bright as your eyes.
And it paints the night with a brilliant glow
Like the familiar faces I used to know
But they're far away and I'm on my own
In this abandoned head I call my home.

And I grip this pencil trying to bleed the sketch
Of everything that's gone and dead.
And the days they seemed so longer than
But time is a bitter illusion.

And I still remember all the neighborhood kids
They threw footballs made of leather, with grass stained pants.
And when the people clashed together in the massive crowds at school.
My eyes scanned all over, I was always looking for you.
I also remember the heat of my home state.
And I can't help but think that somewhere I made a mistake.

Cause lifetimes have died in the blink of an eye.
There's a gaping hole inside my mind.
And everyone tells me I'll be alright
With their gentle smiles and their friends by their side.
Well here I am is that really the case?
Tell me, what do you see when you gaze into my face?

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from It's a Lot Better With The Sound Off, released October 27, 2014

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