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Wait

under a blackened sky
far beyond the glaring streetlights
sleeping on empty dreams
the vultures lie in wait

you lay down beside me
then you were with me
every waking hour
so close I could feel
your breath

when all we wanted
was the dream
to have and to hold
that precious little thing
like every generation yields
the new born hope
unjaded by their years

pressed up against the glass
I found myself wanting sympathy
but to be consumed again
oh I know would
be the death of me

and there is a love
that's inherently given
a kind of blindness
offered to appease
and in that light
of forbidden joy
oh I know wont receive it

when all we wanted
was the dream
to have and to hold
that precious little thing
like every generation yields
the newborn hope unjaded
by their years

you know if I leave you
now it doesn't mean
I love you any less
its just the state I'm in
I can't be good
to anyone else like this

when all we wanted
was the dream
to have and to hold
that precious little thing
like every generation yields
the newborn hope unjaded
by their years