Delirare – The Ghost Of Paul RevereBy I’m packing upAlmost three decadesMaybe with reasonMostly with daysIt’s fine enoughIn line with the plowAll is forgivenWith color and soundLiza woke up early on the bathroom floorAnd I woke upAloneAlone, aloneShe’s making upWith a mask of her ownIn the morning lightHiding what’s knownAnd my voice won’t soundThe sirens in my headAnd maybe with reasonBut what could be saidSomething died when Liza and I made that choiceThe medicine was sourThat was just the tasteJust the taste, the taste www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20