I may be getting older
Fine lines are hard to hide
I may be kind of jaded
Hard to avoid in our times
For all the dark uncertain knowledge I have managed to attain
I cast it all aside
Underneath the covers
If you peek inside my mind
I sleep innocent
When I close my eyes
I may sometimes be guilty
Human lives are not without some blame
I may show my imperfections
I bear blemishes not shame
For all the little cracks that show beneath the smooth cool front
I can shut the world
That I immerse in
Unmercifully out
I sleep innocent
When I close my eyes
I bathe upon my comfort
Like rose petals on a pond
Let the evil seep away
I sleep innocent
A child in my mind
A child’s breath
A child’s hope
Grand plans for my tomorrows
I sleep innocent
Fine lines are hard to hide
I may be kind of jaded
Hard to avoid in our times
For all the dark uncertain knowledge I have managed to attain
I cast it all aside
Underneath the covers
If you peek inside my mind
I sleep innocent
When I close my eyes
I may sometimes be guilty
Human lives are not without some blame
I may show my imperfections
I bear blemishes not shame
For all the little cracks that show beneath the smooth cool front
I can shut the world
That I immerse in
Unmercifully out
I sleep innocent
When I close my eyes
I bathe upon my comfort
Like rose petals on a pond
Let the evil seep away
I sleep innocent
A child in my mind
A child’s breath
A child’s hope
Grand plans for my tomorrows
I sleep innocent
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