how much of what i say, is true?

what is true of what i say?

how much truth in what i say?

truth?

how much of the pain is true?

or is it just a lie?

what you think of the simple thought,

that what i say is true,…

what about the simple fact,

that i may have gone through all of this

a hundred times

before,…

it haunts me night & day,

this melody,

strange to you,

but true to me.

i hope you understand,

what i mean, when

i say, it‘s true to me,

it’s that i have no other choice

than to sing this melody:

words, metaphors,

and what lies in between,

set me free.