there are traces of you in everything i touch
it don't amount to much but still it's here
we are foundlings only...all these ones I love
we don't amount to much but still we find
traces around in forgotten faces
violent eyes don't know
too many things I can never touch
it don't amount to much but still I have you.
traces...of the ones i love
fall in love and wear the stain
wanting hands make me sad for the life that i will never now
but raise it all and praise it all...
praise the father and glory to the will
glory to the innocence that takes me.
glory to the willing and traitors of the mind
what have we really left behind??
wont you take my hand and trace it in the sand
but sparkling eyes read between the lines
swallow up all the misbegotten pride
i hide my eyes beneath you.
released November 24, 2010
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