Do you lie in bed at night
wondering about the victorious
What he must be hiding from
you, do you ever pray for a sign?
It doesn't take miracles, and I know you're not blind
to see that the ruler was the only one,
think about his past, do you
think he got clean? Do you wonder
about the somber words he sings
Have you ever caught him in a lie to let us
wonder how he gets by
you at night?
Denial happens when you can't be proud
and the things he doesn't say
is a cry so loud it deafens you
to the things he does tell
when he shouts it from the bottom of a dark, damp well
can you save him?
before his empty stomach pumps with dirty liquid?
before all his lies and pain he put on others
comes back to get him?
before his glued together glass is put to a halt...
there's nothing you can do, Ion, it's not your fault.