I thought what I told you yesterday lost its meaning
Ah! Fool I knew no better
Hoping the shrouds never lift
And make them see that which we are
Come lets play, you say,
All dolled up and old
Our dialogues written on sheets of our mind
We begin the pretences of stories once told
We strive to be what we are not
We shame to know who we are
Running and hiding, flipping through pages
We hope that today is not too far
Ah! Fool I do know better
The shrouds were never there
Our words will never lose their way
And they will always see who we are
