faultless in the eyes that i could never open wide enough to see me through
much to my surprise it never orbits around the things you should hold me to
i stand here...wondering
and i'm waiting
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my ear is twisted in all the thoughts
a glimpse of truce just because
it's always almost never close
i close my eyes, hide the distance
enchanted by the face of peace and when it turns to sunken eyes and waterfalls
unsatisfied with simple things entangled in the chords, i can't take any calls
i stand here waiting
i'm calling
[chorus]
waiting around for some kind of peace
hoping you find me in my need
my ear is twisted
it's always almost
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