My Secrets Are Stronger Than My Honor
my secrets are stronger than my honor apparently. my honor floats above me at night a beacon, a guide and in the morning, early alone but as the noise of cars throws grey lies into the air of the hills and the phones ring and ping and throw a web of energies into my mind i give up i can’t compete i may as well play like the world plays but oh, the night comes again give me another chance i’ll show up right tomorrow