Subtle Smiles by Sean Dittmar Lyrics

Subtle smiles, the wayward hours
In which we sought so numbly
No, its not so likely, not changed, despite me
All your tomorrows, so terminal
A tide that pulls, days past too dull
What wains and sets,,
Who struts and frets
The briefest flame,the cruelest jest

Time away, time apart
The apparition, the inner dark
Loiter the corners of the mind
The lies are sweet, the truth it binds

Out of the gate, into the spoon by noon
Doubt ridden hands, a junkie's in full bloom