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