Из альбома: Lights and Offerings

I've got to make sense of this blank canvas
Why can't I fill it with colours in my head?
So I make a mess depicting my unease

This is the mess inly your love could breed

Look at me, look how love has changed the man
I use to be
Don't you see? The mess that I've become since
love took hold of me?
Let me go...

I have my ways, I keep the positives
My indignation has left me sad and cold
I've made a mess of the love that I've been sold

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