Blessings - Pretend

I can see the interest of the wise

Fade to the black and mirrored skies

Let the ironies suffice

Wouldn't it be the only thing to see

Pretending the lie is happening internally

And having the guts to quit would provide

Wide awake aware

Overall sensible

It is the space in the form of a year

And to be wise in the comfort is why

The resistance will always survive out of mind

You turn around

And it's spinning I know

With what it seems that you are realizing now

It is over and apart

Halo's I can hear them

In the ground

With a fortune's grace I could save your place

Having everything enthrall oh the glory of it all

But I feel like I'm a zero as it all comes down

Without it inside

Can I believe you for tonight creating the final

Feeling that's in mind

And I would feel the trust I can feel the trust

I can feel I know I know it's coming home

I'd listen to you until death becomes me