Cauterize

Could a dream mean more
With a lambent glow and all the other tired things
You know will fall away
It was nothing true
Could the past mean more
With a lonely glance and all the other treasured things
You know will fall away
It was nothing new
All the other vulgar things
You know will burn away
It was oh so cruel



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Howell
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