I'm not split like Jekyll & Hyde I wouldn't say I've got two faces but if we get to talking, Of course, there's some things I'm gonna try to hide. We all have secrets buried in our minds And we all get nervous when the conversation hits too close to home
I think I'm more like an iceberg. There's a part of me that stays above the surface And everyone sees it. But here's the thing about icebergs; They're mostly underwater.
The stuff inside me is a technicolor spectrum From the softest pinks to the reddest reds. I go from the lightest yellows to the deepest blues And all the hues in between I am a miracle and so are you
But our monochrome iceberg skin Only serves to cover up the colors that we hide within
So there it is. Maybe I don't have two faces But I do have two sides; Outside and in.
While it's true that some hide more than others do, The things that I hide Might not even matter to you.
So why is it hidden? What's keeping it underwater? Well, every time I try to surface, I end up thinking of my mom and father. And so there are parts of me that will stay forbidden.
But it's more than just them isn't it? My friends and family The occasional random visitor to my sea ice castle That for the last 19 years has only grown more and more submerged
I guess none of us know what we're afraid. Or maybe it's just that, The fear of the unknown. That what lies beneath will lead us to be alone But what's fear ever done? Sure, it's helped us survive But can it let us truly live?
When I'm 95, I don't want to look back And see fear, see regrets, secrets, Any of that
I wanna look back and see The technicolor tapestry That lives inside of you and me.