Hidden Truth

Hidden Truth

Only now do I see it all.

Every word. Every time that you made me crawl,

through the flames ‘til I made my break.

Hidden days back at home in a twist of fate.

Down the lanes. Through the sleeping fields.

As I move from a dream into something real.

Now at last I have found my voice.

But how could I ever see nothing was real?

How could I ever see nothing was real?

It’s a fix. It’s a stitch in time.

When I’m back I can say it was just a sign.

Now I know I was not myself.

Broken down and rebuilt into someone else.

And how could I ever see nothing was real?

How could I ever see nothing was real?

The motion. The certain escape.

The spirit devours the break.

And how could I ever see nothing was real?

Oh how could I ever see nothing was real?