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Two years, too late Let you down Call it fate I'm a child learning How to walk again How could, you know? Call your bluff Let it go I was playing charades While the house was on fire Tenderness and patience My spirit wanes From your, off-guard, distractions It’s a quiet oblivion Crushing into violence I’ll play Hide and seek On your terms Despite my condition I can’t Think straight Yet I have 20/20 vision Split down the middle You’re a stranger Crashing into my life If we spent the time Could we make it right I can’t win, but I can lose Or learn how to live with you No time to pretend You know what’s true Tenderness and patience My spirit wanes From your, off-guard, distractions It’s a quiet oblivion Crushing into violence I’ll play Hide and seek On your terms Despite my condition I can’t Think straight Yet I have 20/20 vision