When you reach the end
Do you close it as it is?
Or flip the pages backward
Digging deeper within?

The script cannot portray a single meaning
As the written words speak a thousand each
Tales abroad derive from many lives
Who's stories as deep as their memories

Though numbers add up
Two plus two is four
Is there another galaxy
Where maybe it's not so?

Every surface has it's weight
Not hidden, but discreet
Like every story, so don't settle
There's more underneath