- - secrets secrets of the heart and there used to be ways to fall apart that felt so good it brought on addiction and felt so safe it defied prediction as if fear had no control over our world anymore and whatever might come we were ready for eager and willing and able to share everything completely with infinite care there used to be secrets of the mind and there used to be ways that we could find to feel so good it was like a magic spell security we could feel so well as if fear had no power over our lives any more and whatever might come we were ready for eager and willing and able to be everything we wanted alive and free there used to be was it make-believe? was it childish faith? were we self-deceived? what happened to the promises we made the precious innocence seems to have decayed is this called aging? is this growing up? why are there poisons in our drinking cups? is this maturing? is this old and wise? why are we lonely when we close our eyes? when did we lose it? our faith and our trust our imagination seems to have gone bust when did we give up believing in dreams and wishing on stars is hope as gone as it seems? what happened to the secrets that we used to trust was the promise of friendship beaten by our lust? what became of the secrets and where is the love? relegated to somewhere high above there used to be secrets we could share what happened to the secrets do you care? what happened to the secrets are you there? when replace secrets with fear � � |
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