Trusted with the Truth
Indecision - that ugly old spectre has risen
out of the ashes into the fire
into my nightmare, my current position
and you?
You make your own world
you make it up as you go along
heaven is waiting
don't ever be where you don't belong
All she wanted, was everything
she was undaunted
by feelings and fancies
her intimate secrets
she told me her reasons
she thought she was haunted
and me?
I play the bass line
I make a pattern of iron on tape
people are waiting
moth to a candle there's no escape
She asked me what she should do
she needed someone there to help
surrounded by a wall of youth
I didn't trust her with the truth
She told me everything, even the lies
lonely and longing for some lame excuse
It took me time to realise
I couldn't trust her with the truth
Explanations instead of reconciliation
I panicked I stumbled, I made myself humble
I cried out for mercy
and some confirmation
that we
we share the same key
we do the jigsaw, the alchemists art
why are we waiting
to sharpen our instincts and rip out our hearts
Crackly noises on the public phone
disguise the moisture on your cheek bone
you heard my voice in the vacuous booth
say I can`t be trusted with the truth
Now it`s a cul-de-sac avenue
I feel the nail inside my head
I showed my cards to you as proof
so now deal
or be trusted with the truth
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