If I tonight decide
I've got the guts to tell you
Behind these eyes the tide
Is capable of swelling
This time despite the quiet
The sounds are overwhelming
And if you so soon reprove
Of all the good intentions
Preclude the brutal, brutal truth
From causing intervention
Then fools conclude with the proof
They find in indecision
They find in indecision
Well now you and I have known that
Carelessness of complication
You and I have know that
Consequence of calculation
If then pretense depends
Upon an implication
We can defend against
What we contaminated
Intent to mend up the rift
And seam the separation
And seam the separation
Well now you and I have known that
Carelessness of complication
You and I have know that
Consequence of calculation
When the thread pulls apart
All the pieces scattered afar
And the fragments shattered to shards
That cling to the heart
You and I have known that
Carelessness of complication
You and I have know that
Consequence of calculation
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