Shallow - Poets Of The Fall

More in my face

Than is my taste

I grow so weary I’ll surrender

To what they say

Let them lead the way

Till' I can no longer remember

My darling dreams

Prewritten scenes

Whatever felt my own

So to save face

I’ll take my place

Where I may safely feel alone

Glad the waters are so shallow

When the river runs so cold

I’m quick to wait

Too slow to take

They call me gracious for my patience

And I feel proud

Under that shroud

And all the while it’s all evasion

Some humor here

To fend off fear

And I’m a little more lost, oh dear

So to save face

I’ll hold my place

So I may safely feel alone