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His Cold Touch
I. Within these walls
Alone… afraid…
In the dark of the corner he will try to hide his shame…
Where it shows to no one
Nothing wrong in being scared, it will all fall into place
According to his dad
“But son, you just can't tell anyone…”
And there, deep in the night
He gets to kiss the floor once again
And though he fears his father's eyes
That is nothing compared to
The cold touch of his hands…
Of his hands…
His cold touch…
“Wipe those silly tears from your eyes
That show when you look at me
Can't you see that I love you?
I always have and I always will”
“You can never turn away from
The hand that rocked your cradle
I've been there through all you have seen
You would be nothing without me”
And there, deep in the night
He gets to kiss the floor once again
And though he fears his father's eyes
That is nothing compared to
The cold touch of his hands…
Of his hands…
His cold touch...
His cold touch…
II. A silent outside
You and your staring eyes…
How come you don't welcome me anymore?
I'm still the one you embraced… but now you're disgraced?
A silent outside I once called my home…
Blinded by the shame he turns against the world outside
He just can't seem to understand that they are all just helping hands
While the world was still asleep, he had to pay on his hands and knees
And when the sun came to chase the night away
He would just lie there in pain and pray
He's lost in the void within
He's walking in a circle of nothing
All alone against a silent inside…
You and your judging eyes…
How come I have changed while still being the same?
The child you embraced… today a disgrace?
A silent outside I once called my friends…
Blinded by the shame he turns against the world outside
He just can't seem to understand that they are all just helping hands
He walks away now, all alone to find his way
He knows the answers he seeks will not come easily…
A lonely child, against the world outside
He will walk on the path of the abused…
With a smile… to hide…
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With a smile… to hide…
He will walk on the path of the abused…
A lonely child, against the world outside
He knows the answers he seeks will not come easily…
He walks away now, all alone to find his way
He just can't seem to understand that they are all just helping hands
Blinded by the shame he turns against the world outside
A silent outside I once called my friends…
The child you embraced… today a disgrace?
How come I have changed while still being the same?
You and your judging eyes…
All alone against a silent inside…
He's walking in a circle of nothing
He's lost in the void within
He would just lie there in pain and pray
And when the sun came to chase the night away
While the world was still asleep, he had to pay on his hands and knees
He just can't seem to understand that they are all just helping hands
Blinded by the shame he turns against the world outside
A silent outside I once called my home…
I'm still the one you embraced… but now you're disgraced?
How come you don't welcome me anymore?
You and your staring eyes…
II. A silent outside
His cold touch…
His cold touch...
Of his hands…
The cold touch of his hands…
That is nothing compared to
And though he fears his father's eyes
He gets to kiss the floor once again
And there, deep in the night
You would be nothing without me”
I've been there through all you have seen
The hand that rocked your cradle
“You can never turn away from
I always have and I always will”
Can't you see that I love you?
That show when you look at me
“Wipe those silly tears from your eyes
His cold touch…
Of his hands…
The cold touch of his hands…
That is nothing compared to
And though he fears his father's eyes
He gets to kiss the floor once again
And there, deep in the night
“But son, you just can't tell anyone…”
According to his dad
Nothing wrong in being scared, it will all fall into place
Where it shows to no one
In the dark of the corner he will try to hide his shame…
Alone… afraid…
I. Within these walls
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