Right now, you know your truth
You may be separating from yourself, one half on the roof
the other half with the fool you're trying to impress
Is he really different from the rest?

Oh, I've been all through it
Those beautiful beginnings, just be receptive, don't stir it
Make like he's the best,
Like his conversations are never less
important than what you're thinking of
Bury yourself in it, let it carry you off

You can live like that for years, even your whole life
You can hide all the conflict, all your inner strife
You can submerge yourself so deep
It would take a detective to find it, and then it would be asleep

But you know what you know
That will always be there
And if there's some kind of friction with reality
You have to care
You have to listen and honor this for yourself
Otherwise, you'll spend your life gathering dust, numb, and hidden on life's back shelf