© 2018 Mark Cote
You're the reason I live at night
the morning sun is now too bright
you're the reason my words aren't right
twisted perspectives is what I write
you're the reason
you are the reason
you're the reason I don't extend
to all the passing pretend friends
now seeing behind the masks
where friendliness no longer lasts
voice has been my conscience
but the voice now goes unheard
now I know the sound of it
now I know what it's worth
you're the reason
you are the reason
you're the reason I live in doubt
choices I never thought about
a feeling I never had before
a feeling I don't want anymore
music has become my friend
the only that seems to mend
harmony will resonate
a melody in the end
you're the reason
you are the reason
voice has been my conscience
but the voice now goes unheard
now I know the sound of it
now I know it's worth
you're the reason
you are the reason
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