Is an open secret to you
That the Present unfolds before the eyes of the many.
Now speak, unperturbed;
--One to one conversation--
With your future. Face it, brave heart!
You'll get a story
And that is what it's all worth speaking for.
Don't cut it short
Don't be so cruel, for heaven's sake;
And for the sake of those waiting to be.
I heard a story from mine
A nice, happy-ending story
And if you were me
Would you just be
As silent as the naked island underwater?
I don't sing these songs for nothing.
There's a saying that hardly goes these days
"One empty room makes space for the two,
But, really, who cares?
You've seen a lot of what they can be,
Heard many a stories about how they went on freely,
With too many eyes and too many ears, yes;
But tell me, honestly, do you see my inside, Magic?