I can see you there
Hear you speak
I know your eyes
They speak to me
I want to break the glass
Between us and eternity
But I must follow where
There is a miracle in need
To rescue myself
It's others I must free
By picking them up fast
When they've fallen desperately
If I was in love
With an illusion
Heaven knows that
It was for good reason
I'll do my time, but
Not for my guilt of treason
The truth is this
Was born from above, but
We both came to a conclusion
And I know that there
Must be the seasons
I hope the warden pardons my intrusion
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