Lately, a mirror come over our eyes, we struggle blindly to align our different phases.
But baby, I reaffirm us to the truth, the promises I made to you remain unchanged.
But I'm not telling any lies to protect you.
But I'm not telling any lies to protect you.
And I write to you in this corrupted language, and I will wait for you beyond these broken lines, beyond these hollow times.
And I'll weave your likeness into holy visions, your name in poetry, your voice in the breeze through dream fields.
But I'm not telling any lies to protect you.
Baby, these are selfish times, but I won't forget you.
Or the plan that we made and we swore we wouldn't stray, we'd see it through.
But I'm not telling any lies to protect you.