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Together And Alone
What's in my wallet? What's on my feet?
The brand of my coat, the food varieties that I eat.
My eyes are here; for what reason do you gaze at my wristbands?
You take a gander at my jewels, yet never at my devils.
Investigate my eyes and feel what I feel.
We should allow the day to pass, disregarding the bills.
Might we at any point talk, old buddy?
Not to waste time and have a brew.
I have a few broken lines I wish to repair;
Your injuries would be ideal to hear.
Guess what? Don't bother.
You'd most likely misconstrue my fierce tides.
You're simply into what you see and contact.
This is imperceptible, distant; a power that makes the heart grip.
We're in every case together however I'm separated from everyone else.
You care about a few new brands; what might be said about my zone?
I sound excessively profound, isn't that right?
My devils and holy messengers are fighting inside.
I'm looking for that interesting asset,
In any case, I don't have a clue about the right course.
You don't have the foggiest idea about the intriguing asset, isn't that right?
One that can hold you through;
One that can direct you in difficult situations;
One that can remain close by.
I don't find out about it generally, however here's your response.
It's designated "companion"; they're tiny in number.
A companion has become scant.
Everybody is cold like polar bears.
It's hard to convey the heap all alone;
On the off chance that someone is there, the sunsets seem like sunrises.
On the off chance that the heart was a ruler, there are an excessive number of pawns.
Attempting to thump those down will make me look excessively intense —
Nobody needs to have a genuine discussion, I presume.
I'd be blamed for sneaking around in other's business.
On the off chance that they don't call me serious, they'd call me negative.
They'd call me dangerous; gracious, I nearly failed to remember delicate.
Allow me to remind you fellas: wistfulness' in your blood.
You care about others' thought process, notwithstanding it being crazy.
No dress is lovely, until the general public perspectives it so.
Your abilities are useless; individuals are expected to make it shine.
Agonies and abilities look like, you know;
In apprehension about embarrassment, you're reluctant about appearing.
Be that as it may, in the event that you have a companion...
I wish for the asset to rain from the sky.
I'd run for no safe house; I'd drench to never dry.
It'd be warm, it'd be powerless.
The drops don't pass judgment; I'd be satisfactory.
The drops murmur slow, when I recount my story.
The drops warm my spirit; there'd be no disgrace in my hopelessness.
My transgressions are gladly received, acknowledgment washes everything.
A companion stays when it's the hour of your fall.
Fine days are great, yet they help in concealing genuine character.
The horrible weather conditions uncovers who's truly with me.
However, I don't want to groan about the downs.
There are these individuals whom I owe a great many crowns.
Much obliged to you, and I hope everything works out for you.
You held me down when I confronted a few tests.
Yet you all are feeling a remote place.
I'm great, I'm fine; I have the damnation in jail.
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