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The Orange Curtain | |||||||||||||||
by me: Robert Hu | |||||||||||||||
I see my shadow on this wall It's too late for you to call If there was something I could do I'd do it now to be with you The streets outside just fill with noise The disguised cries of pain and woe Tryin' to make something out of nothing Before they get dragged way down below You know you're my angel muse Girls like Myrna, they just fake it all She'll act like I'm invisible Then go home and bawl But you hide behind an orange curtain Where you throw off all your masks I just want to know for certain What it is that makes you sad When I saw you there last night, I pretended not to care Resolved to hide my fears 'Til I sensed you truly near Then when I felt your soft caress On the innocence of my wrist, I could forget I'm such a mess, Feel for once that I exist I know that when you smile And say you've reached your goal, That that ain't all there is To what moves inside your soul You're naked behind an orange curtain Where you throw down all your masks I just want to know for certain What it is that makes you sad |
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