Drinking life away from me,
I can see right through your screen,
Read the stories in between the lines.

Innocence has faded,
Mourning the life I’ve traded,
Heal the wounds of all my passion crimes

The girl with no face kisses my scars,
Silently collecting all my dreams.

She cuts through my web of deceit,
My visions falling at her feet,
She holds a mirror to my weary soul.

Her words are all I have now,
I know she knows me somehow,
Only she can can lift me from this hole.

The girl with no face kisses my scars,
Silently collecting all my dreams.

 

copyright 2016 Mark Cottrell

available on the album “Blankets Of Sound”

https://theyayarecordingcompany.bandcamp.com/track/the-girl-with-no-face

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