a hidden sea of faith
smiles behind the face
it feeds upon my wisdom
and cries from what ive take

the universe ive create
it turns against my wills
it pulls the creative skills
from where ive built

from what ive gave
somehow ill be filled
but now i cant say

from the easy ways to live
to the hard times we give
the emotions that pastover
believe me i cant say

it begins from the hints
the puzzle she arranged
she talks like an angel
she cries when she ends

it cares for my details
and fly to my dark skin
it sleeps benith my shoulders
to tell me how its been

lets repeat that all again
she begs me not to spell
she search within my folders
she never finds a thing

it takes you down to drill
it kills when it shows up
it shines when its uncovered
but never looks the same

the strange days that we had lived
the insane parts that we had shared
the bright side that we had felt
the grand story to live and tell

to live and tell...