Me And The Fool In The Photograph

A Soul Many Times Revealed

The Scars Only Half Concealed...



I Wonder How Many Days I'll Bleed

With The Words I Refuse To Form:

Now I Will Be Free...

But Lately, I Refuse You

With These Arms I Will Break Through You

Wait Only To See You Far Removed



No More The Fool In The Photograph

That Night Chained In Your Embrace

Day Dawned And I Saw Your Face



I Wonder How Many Days I'll Bleed

With The Words I Begin To Form:

Now I Will Be Free...

Lately, I Refuse You

With These Arms I Will Break Through You

Wait Only To See You Far Removed



Wasting Time, You Tell The Story Still

Made You Mind You're Chasing The Moon

Making Scars Among The Glory

Still You're Pulling Down

Wasting Time, You Tell The Story

Some Kind Of Magic

I've Waited Here All Too Long...