Do you remember when we stared into each others eyes
Before I learned to hide behind this elaborate disguise
Now where do we go now that my cover is blown
I don't know
Do you ever wonder why we see the color of the sky
And wonder if it's different in everyone else's eyes
It may be so, but all I really know
Some of the most tragic tales that man has ever told
You can turn an ounce of lead into a pound of gold
A little bit of snake oil will keep you from growing old
And you can walk on water if you think yourself so bold
Sitting here remembering the words you whispered in my ear
While all this time I claimed those words I didn't even hear
I made it a joke cus I will always know
Some of the most tragic tales that man has ever told
You can turn an ounce of lead into a pound of gold
A little bit of snake oil will keep you from growing old
And you can walk on water if you think yourself so bold
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