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In The Middle Of It All

 

In The Middle Of It All

(álbum: As You Please - 2017)


And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
I saw you there

Fellow dies with no one there to care for him
Wondered what the world is like outside his room he's living in
A normal man that dressed himself in women's threads
He remembered every word, her face, her body in the shade

And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
I saw you there

Sorrow; the unpredictable has found a hand to hold
Absent into the fog coming home
Maelstrom; you are my only God
Absent into the fog, I succumb to your every want

And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
I saw you there

She's the one that everybody marvels at
Delicate with her voice and flowers strung across her head
She's the one that everybody notices
She thinks about an older friend, his face, his body in her bed

Sorrow; the unrequited lust that follows everyone
Absent into the fog coming home
Maelstrom; my undecided trust
Absent into the fog, I succumb to your every want

I wasn't ready for this
Been strung out looking for a signal that was never there
I wasn't ready for this
Suspicion reaching down to touch my fingertips again

Sorrow; the celebration halts, the blinding lights are gone
Absent into the fog coming home
Maelstrom; my love for you is strong
Absent into the fog, I succumb to your every want

And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all
And in the middle of it all

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