Illusionist

I’m on the backside

of the moon

Still hoping someday

it will bloom

Here

Don’t try to count them

Cause you can’t know

How many days

that I have spent cold

It don’t ever matter if

I’m an illusionist

Talk

He doesn’t talk

And look the lies in here

If I make them disappear

Talk

Will he then talk

Black water radar

doesn’t show

Happy is a longer way to go

Still

I never told you

cause I can’t stall

For every star

there is a black hole

It don’t ever matter if

I’m an illusionist

Talk

He doesn’t talk

And look at the lies in here

If I make them disappear

Talk

Will he then talk?

Cautious hymn

Don’t mind him

It’s just my strain

Talking

Illusion

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