In the shape of secrets we revealed,
By tongues of fire, our lips unsealed.
Gone setting sail in this sea of hope,
By one last row of this lonely boat.
I tic-tac-toed among my peers,
Hoping for one to dry my tears.
Nothing on the coast is picture perfect,
Appealing before judges to reach a verdict.
Found it by the drugs inside the music.
Discovered what I won before I lose it.
All that was left was a heart of stone
I threw it in my box and sailed for home.
I opened it at my tiny hut to claim my prize,
Looked inside but did not believe my eyes.
Inside the box was not the stone.
But just the box there all alone.
I woke up in a mess of sweat.
From a dream I just can't forget.
Who invited me to this journey?
What exactly was in it for me?
In shapes of secrets unrevealed
No tongues of fire, our lips are sealed.
There is no boat, there is no sea.
There is no judge, there is only me.
