Sighs in the blackest black a
biding,
as soon as one dies, one is
rising
with the night so dark and cold
The wishes I make are swallowed up
and hidden
away
Breath of the whitest white is
What I most with to
say down deep now
inside
Can a voice so numb and cold have some song
to sing?
It could be false, or rea
lity
The things I
like, or hate,
or things I
want to gain
Whatever's
feeling good
is what my
lines
would say
For
setting off the
black from white, it'd
work perfect
ly
Though like a
chant of rui
nation it'd
be
Why did I think that sinceI'd
studied
The latest schoolbook I'd know
clearly
What's right from what's wrong, and which is
which one,
that I could choose, I could re
ally know?
I live a
ccording to
stage-right, stage-
left, exit
Improvi
sation's not
been in my
bag
of tricks
So
much of what I
want to say pours
out noisi
ly
But never
when you're not here
alone with
me
What I know that I hold in my hands I
want to set free,
think of how much lighter you and I would
feel
then
Every word, every wall, every curse and
sparing nothing,
strip it, take it all away to once a
gain see
eye to
eye
The things I like, or hate,
or things I
want, expect,
Though if I
let them out,
I think, what
hap
pens next?
Well,
setting off the
white from black is
fearful indeed
It's even
more so when you
live honest
ly
This life is
long, so long,
the world is
wide, I say,
And when we've
freedom won,
it all be
comes one gray
Yes, happiness, un
happiness, it's
only the
heart
That knows no
quietude that
makes itself
known
While an adult can keep a
secret a
lone

