I tried to become the paint on the wall that night
To simply fade into the background and go unnoticed
I had tried to make it all happen that night
To open myself, unprotected, to show you myself
I never wanted it to happen as it did that night
To make us wait, shaking, under the next full moon
I wanted to salvage life under the moon that night
To put pieces together and protect the unforeseen
I tried to be a hero for two that night
To stop what you wanted and shine for both
I lost the battle and the war that night
To save three souls that were lost among the stars
I think I would have been better as an ecru eggshell
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