the dreaming tree

sketched on a napkin

By david On April 15th, 2005

say whatever you want
as long as it’s real
and i won’t pressure you
to reveal the slightest thing
but you should know
that i’ve got a sneaking suspicion
that things aren’t quite how they seem

c’mon now, i don’t wanna dance
in a clumsy two-step forever,
leave me out
or let me in,
but this lie isn’t befitting
of who i thought you were
so don’t play this game
cause i’ve seen all your cards
and you’ve got an empty hand

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