Hidden Stories

Everybody has a hidden story
You can try to reset
But it just won’t come back

Everybody needs a hidden story
Can you cope with the facts
Or cover up

Give it a shape
Rearrange
Did you change
What your memory unveils

Sometimes we chase
Another trace
Of the fiction we paint in our tales

Everybody dreams a hidden story
That you thought you reset
Never thought it would come back

Everybody hides a hidden story
We can’t cope with the facts
So cover up

And give it a shape
Rearrange
Need to change
So your memory won’t fail

And so you can chase
Another trace
Of the truths you erased in your tales

Who do you think you are
Light from a dying star

Everybody wants a different story
From the one that they have
But we just can’t go back

Everybody hates their hidden story
But we can cope with the facts
Don’t cover up

Show me your shape
Don’t refrain
Do not change
Accept that memory fails

No need to chase
Another trace
Truth can be hidden in tales

Who do you think you are
Light from a dying star