I always seem to find the perfect place
where I can hide my face
disguising my tears as running water
when really I'm doing what I've done for years
which is try to run away from my fears
but I'll just keep my head down
as I attempt to drown myself in sorrow
wondering if today is a preview of tomorrow
that is if there is a tomorrow
because the time we barrow makes no promises
none it can keep anyway
so knowing that I could go at any day
I'm still sitting here
disguising my tears as running water
imagining rain
and that somehow it would wash away my pain
but it doesn't
it's there for me to see
how can that be
because it doesn't matter how much water falls
if I don't start trying
what's to stop my soul from dying
so maybe it's time to start living
and stop running
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