Paroles de Tuesday

2:30 tuesday Slip out the door Rainfall speaks dialect To pavement below She says she'll cover the tracks in my wake A chance to escape, not a trace Not a trace Stare at the faces The smiles on the street Who run in the races And follow their dreams What do you dream of when you go to sleep? The whispers you swallow The secrets you keep? All of our fears come from doubts We're mostly afraid of ourselves And making mistakes And losing at games How would you filter Your portrait of me? Does it pain you to watch as The colors recede? Nothing is lasting Forever's a lie Creations collapse as Ambitions run dry All of our fears come from doubt We're mostly afraid of ourselves And making mistakes And losing at games All of my fears come from doubt Mostly afraid of myself And making mistakes And losing at games Pretend it's okay