Torch

a thousand rainy days
 and i spoke on tongues that talk of saints
 burned down days like cigarettes
 for your hollow praise
 down the days that you forget
 count the pictures that you keep
 keep it, hide it all away
 let it never show
 all of this and i regret
 not a day that i was sent
 celebrated and arose
 for your vanity in vain
 framed the faces i applaud
 all the same sad eyes
 write the world between the lines
 i heard it all, i heard it spoke
 like a name i call my life
 let it never show
 all of this i now regret
 not a day that i was sent
 not a name that i might place
 not at my parade
 in the four walls of my room
 standing where i wait
 others praised and i can't come
 tore the pictures off my walls
 there's a secret that i keep
 let it never show
 all of this i now regret
 not a day that i was sent
 all of this i now regret
 not a name that i might place
 not at my parade
 framed the faces i applaud
 all the same sad eyes
 write the world between the lines
 i heard it all, i heard it spoke
 in the four walls of my room