Covert

If we all feel sorry

Will we all feel something else

Sentiments are around it

Up to nearest words on every page

We are born with a knowledge

Mines so different to everyone else

And when our paths cross I worry

I like to be so far away from here

Maybe I was crying out for me to be discovered

Maybe I was crying out for you

Maybe I was hiding when I ran away for cover

Maybe I was just looking out for you

Have we all made a journey

A one that takes us where we want to go

And with a drop of an eyelid

You lock us up and throw away the key

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