Secret - Clark

Hey boy look at you and your folly

the way you see yourself seems so peculiar to me

it’s as if you have half eyes of hidden lives

and you leave the truth to feed you

I wish I could whisper, swallow the place that slaves the thirst to give

I wish I could whisper, swallow the place that slaves the thirst to give

I wish I could whisper, swallow the place that slaves the thirst to give

I wish I could whisper, swallow the place that slaves the thirst to give