Текст песни The Fabulist

You came to me

In the hospital ward when I blew out my knee

But I wasn't there to be cared for or carried

'Cause I was asleep

In my bed, in my house at the end of our srteet

While you drove across town at 3:00 in the morning

It was fake

For the sake

Of making you take me for real

But I guess you're even less impressed

If the world is a stage

And we're all of us actors in some cosmic play

I am the man at the masquerade

Who was fake

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Of making you take me for real

But I guess you're even less impressed

I keep trying to paint a picture

'Cause what I drew

Could be improved

If I could make you see

More flame than flicker

These half-truths

Could be improved

With less of me

And more you

Believe what I speak

At least just keep

Speaking to me