We keep time to the beat of an old slave drum…

I thought that you knew it all
Well you’ve seen it ten times before
I thought that you had it down
With both your feet on the ground
I love slow… slow but deep
Feigned affections wash over me
Dream on my dear
And renounce temporal obligations
Dream on my dear
It’s a sleep from which you may not awaken

You build me up then you knock me down
You play the fool while I play the clown
We keep time to the beat of an old slave drum
You raise my hopes then you raise the odds
You tell me that I dream too much
Now I’m serving time in disillusionment

I don’t believe you anymore… I don’t believe you.

I thought that I knew it all
I’d seen all the signs before
I thought that you were the one
In darkness my heart was won

You build me up then you knock me down
You play the fool while I play the clown
We keep time to the beat of an old slave drum
You raise my hopes then you raise the odds
You tell me that I dream too much
Now I’m serving time in a domestic graveyard

I don’t believe you anymore…I don’t believe you.

Never let it be said I was untrue
I never found a home inside of you
Never let it be said I was untrue
I gave you all my time

icarus23danhillier

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