Cinnamon

Disposition I've always known Talking down from self righteous throne But you are not my cinnamon You were never my cinnamon Play that elitist role all alone Fear not the bell You know I've been saved by the fire And by the light you'll see the torment in my eyes Somewhere beyond Under black umbrella in time You know it's far too late to try to change my mind Steel my self set a course through the cold Avoiding face in the flowers getting old But you are not my cinnamon You were never my cinnamon No clue how you felt till I was told Fear not the bell You know I've been saved by the fire And by the light you'll see the torment in my eyes Somewhere beyond Under black umbrella in time You know it's far too late to try to change my m Holding on to what I thought was real not seeing Everything's been rearranged Opening and freeing state of disbelieving Lights have changed for me again Fear not the bell You know I've been saved by the fire And by the light you'll see the torment in my eyes Somewhere beyond Under black umbrella in time You know it's far too late to try to make this right You know it's far too late to try to change my mind