Little Lies
Little Lies

Little Lies

I once vowed to myself
That I would stand guard at your soul So I went to the shelf
To understand the depth of the whole
And while I was reading
Stumbling without knowing
believing without seeing
the truth that was flowing
I fought and I failed, I was caught and was nailed
And there were these lies, these innocent lies
That never were questioned by doubts and disguised yet lingered with the odour of death
in all that you said, in every breath