Secrets are revealed to no one
Onever, not ever oneself,
Perhaps the ghosts who gaze through the dark
or the eavesdropping elf.
What you're not to know is important
even if its not now, or never,
We are each of us all alone
since umbilical sever.
No need for you to cry yourself,
Borrow, as an actor, the tears and smiles of others,
The world is full of curious peepers,
Fathers and priests, sisters and mothers.
Spotlight of the mind can shine
on the face of past buried lies,
Love was never about love or
feelings, hellos, halos or goodbyes.
Secrets never bind us together,
The certainty of death cannot deceive,
Haters of clarity have nothing to say,
For ourselves alone we grieve.
Old clothes patched with older clothes
Breezes lost in the gale,
Knowledge does not lead to knowing
what lies beyond the pale.
Onever, not ever oneself,
Perhaps the ghosts who gaze through the dark
or the eavesdropping elf.
What you're not to know is important
even if its not now, or never,
We are each of us all alone
since umbilical sever.
No need for you to cry yourself,
Borrow, as an actor, the tears and smiles of others,
The world is full of curious peepers,
Fathers and priests, sisters and mothers.
Spotlight of the mind can shine
on the face of past buried lies,
Love was never about love or
feelings, hellos, halos or goodbyes.
Secrets never bind us together,
The certainty of death cannot deceive,
Haters of clarity have nothing to say,
For ourselves alone we grieve.
Old clothes patched with older clothes
Breezes lost in the gale,
Knowledge does not lead to knowing
what lies beyond the pale.
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