My Locomotive - Trauma Lyrics

If I spoke to you, would you want to hear
Would you hold me close... would you hold me dear
And cradle in your arms this measure
If I held you up, would you strain to fly
What'd be your course, what is your design
I won't let you go

What's so artful, though, thinly dressed
All your reactions are tuned to the key of your selfish heart
What's artful, though, thinly dressed
All your reactions are tuned to the key of your selfish, dissident heart

If I spoke the truth, would you still believe
Would you kill your god, in shame in deceit
And face the fallen ones alone
If you spoke the words I long to forget
With a shallow mirth, and a silent regret
Then caste them all away

What's so artful, though, thinly dressed
All your reactions are tuned to the key of your selfish heart
What's artful, though, thinly dressed
All your reactions are tuned to the key of your selfish, dissident heart

Trust... is the weakest
Of all human traits