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I sit with my back to the door
And stare into my tomb
Curtains hang down to the floor
And shut out the moon
Photos you used to abhor
Litter the room
My mind like never before
Wants sleep to consume

I dry my eyes with my sleeve
And I try to stand
I have no intentions to leave
I’m fine where I am
I just cannot believe
But I know people can
When I think it’s time to grieve
They say it’s part of His plan

We choose our own levels
And write our stories to tell
We each are our own devils
And we make our own hell.

I cross the room to the window
And gaze through the glaze
Thermometer reads four below zero
And the sky’s a blend of greys
It was not so long ago
I longed for these days
When I didn’t let myself show
My melancholy, my craze

We choose our own levels
And write our stories to tell
We each are our own devils
And we make our own hell.

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from A Road Unsuited, released November 8, 2010

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