Illusion

I can’t be sure
How much was real
As the magician with the knives
Has spun the wheel

A circus sideshow
A trickster paid
In disguise to fool guys
Just like me

Or was it genuine
Not a foundation of lies
That still has this rule
Over trust and doom

I want you to
Rewrite my history
Scratch out all the unfamiliar
Faces, replace them with you

I want every memory
Every song
Every sweet sentiment
To be overwrit

I want my life to be
An illusion
Granted a second chance
By you the magician

To make it all fall away
Like it was one big set
And that I might be
Able to start again

To be pacified with the
Knowledge that one day
All the first times
Will be with you

All the places I’ve hiked
Were with you on my shoulders
And all the flowers I bought
Were all for just you

As the knife of fate
Between your fingers
Is cast at the target
Fixed to the wheel

I want you to cut me deep
And reveal that this is what’s real

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