Sunday, February 10, 2008

Facade

We all have a front we hide behind
We all wear a mask
We all tend to run from those ugly things
We have all done in the past.

No one is perfect
No one is free
No one has lives without regret
No one, not even me.

When everyone accepts it
When everyone comes clean
When everyone confesses they are faulty
When, I say, when?

Listen to those hidden tones
Listen to them
Listen to me
Listen, really listen friend.

Let me tell you my secrets
Let yourself tell me
Let go
Let go

Don't let the cracks grow deeper
Don't let the chasms spread
Don't let our friendship falter
Don't let it die, or is it dead?

Tell me all your deepest secret
Tell me all you dread
Tell me all you've buried
Tell me who in your life is left as dead.

I can feel the earth tremor
I feel it move beneath my feet
I know the chasm is growing
I wish it wasn't so.

Time has passed
Time has flown
Time has robbed us
Time has stolen what we've grown.

You will play pretend
You will say it's all fine
You will adjust your mask in the mirror
You will march out of my life.