Under Darker Skies (1-5-1994)

Estranged emotions, held in check

Twisted understanding, bleached in the sun

Bubblebath of memories, so appealing, so inticed

I will hold my breath, behind this shaded guise

Release the catch, hold my aim

Steady as the crow flies, under darker skies

There was a time, not long ago

I could see, my own face

In a different light, gently smiling

There was a time, now I've passed behind

Bear the weight, hold the shame

Steady as the crow flies, under darker skies

It's me or me, one of us will go

Decisions final, released before me

I don't belong, don't fit in

Don't live here, just visiting

Pull you down, end the game

Steady as the crow flies, under darker skies

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