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From the album The Beatenpath


I had a dream
you were here in this fable
the lies you’d hide and sell
underneath the table

I will forget
and open that door again
and who I thought I knew
is not that person anymore

Better not to know
better to forget
once you uncover
you may discover
you were content

I let it lie
and become satisfied
with my image old and tattered
it’s the memory that matters

It’s been too long
getting past the pain
to pick it up and become
entangled once again