Llamas

Lost in the presence of your kind Surviving with meaning, that makes you smile Pretending to be more Looking out for the shores Won't you try Another lie Help me find The way inside Blinders on each side Dreams all seen through your eyes Hunting for, reflections of, a man who thought, his dreams were yours Won't your try Help me find Lost in the presence of your kind Surviving with meaning, that makes you smile Pretending to be more Looking out for the shores Blinders in each side Dreams all seen through your eyes Won't your try Another lie Help me find The way inside