Don’t be so prophetic Not everyone can believe it It’s your own mystery script No reason to decipher it Just give them a clue By the way you live
There can be no more light When wrong becomes right And the stars reject the night Nothing ever again tastes like The past where you long To be in your old bed
A walk all about the place Pulling the strings of lace That softened your face By her own good grace For she saw in you, a knight To whom she could kneel
I wonder how I can explain it To a child, what is a politic It’s a man whose lies within it Make it easy to digest it But the flowers he gives away Can only bloom one time
There’s nothing of reality What you believe fails to be Enough to explain to me Why truth is only dishonesty Why is it so difficult To rearrange our minds?
I could talk about the problem How to love your boredom With leaves falling in autumn You only feel cold from within I wanted to laugh with you Your tears choked me instead
I only want to believe in you I don’t know if a memory can too Is a reincarnation a life or two? What I choose to take will be true It’s only going to be the times That I finally saw you smile