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Somewhere between what we say and what we mean
There must be an answer
And somewhere beyond what is right and what is wrong
There must be a chance there

So I remain;
Somewhere out of your reach practising the words that I preach
To think that you thought that you were a lady
Somewhere out of the blue the last laugh turns to you
You betrayed yourself more than you'll ever betray me

So try preaching like;
Every word you say must come out true

Remember that;
Every lie you make comes back on you

Do you think that you could be someone new ?
Do you think that you could be someone true ?                     (repeat)


What's the point in living this life / lie
When I see no reasons for being alive / a liar                         (repeat)


Yes I know, know how it feels when like you've seen everything
When really you've seen nothing here at all
Just wait 'til winterfall

There you stand, condemned, like the guys in the trenches all those years before
Wishing, hoping that the mailman's going to call
Believing it'll all be over before the last leaf falls
Just wait 'til the winter falls

It's hard to believe you've managed to keep the Springtime of your life intact
Fighting always with your fiction verse the fact
Now I think you've got to face the truth, your Summer will not last
And Autumn's harvest owes you nothing here at all
Pray welcome to your winterfall

Do you understand…


© Alistair Goodwin MMII

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