Constantly different but always the same
Frivolously wild and cautiously tame
I’m both your savior and your bane
You hate to love me and you love to hate
I can’t predict these things under the sun
I lose every time that I have won
I’m everything you know and I’m none
A million faces belonging to one
I’m the crone with a maiden living in my heart
And I can see all those sparks in the dark
And I feel the ghosts that roam in every park
And I know the best lies are swift and stark
While you look down at what is wrong
Eyes jeering at someone with a different drum
Soon it’ll play you in the long-run
Healing all wounds and defeating all tongues
Where is the lantern of severest truth
Where is the counselor cut in two
I need an answer, please reach out soon
Feet tied to earth, head bound to moon