Where Guilt May Go
It’s time to find your place
But is it the walk or the stop?
You ride in a carriage of dreams
Is it time for you to get off?
You built your throne for one
Everyone else has to build their own
You have a reason as you carry on
And you continue to where you are drawn
The feeling of thought is more real than a cut
For what heals on the flesh lives on in the mind
We discard the bodies of those we conquer
Because pain is the only thing we can find
I drew you near when I had no place to turn
And what you saw was what you wanted to escape
You can never find a cure for a life of suffering
But two people can share the same fate
On my way to the funeral of our nights together
I realized how our travels are all that we know
If you could only love me for yourself
So the guilt of my pleasure will know which way to go
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