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The fields are fair in autumn yet, and the sun's still shining there
But we bow our heads and we brood and fret, because of the masks we wear
Or we nod and smile the social while, and we say we're doing well
But we break our hearts, oh, we break our hearts! For the things we must not tell
So tired of living this way
I'm trying to behave the way you'd want me to
Weakness reflects in my face
I linger on the pain I was able to put you through
Unconditional
Unconditionally
That's what you meant to me
But nothing lasts forever
We change among the weather
But it don't but it don't mean a thing
We dispute over simple truth
It gets out of hand
To the point where you don't know what to do
You don't know what to do
You lose your control lose your control
As if you had it to begin with
Trying to display
An authoritative image
Complete
Completely whole
That's what I thought I was
Or thought I would be
Thought I would be
Until you hit the ceiling
But nothing lasts forever
We change among the weather
But it don't
But it don't mean a thing
We see but pride in a selfish breast, while a heart is breaking there
Oh, the world would be such a kindly world if all men's hearts lay bare!
We live and share the living lie, we are doing very well
But the best men die of a broken heart for the things they cannot tell