Hidden Track
Hidden
track
at the end of the record
You can say all those things
you couldn’t before
So you
Hide a song
at the end of your CD
and hope the die-hards
or someone will notice
that track ten
isn’t ten minutes long
You’re just too damned afraid
to say what you feel
You’re just too damned afraid
to say what you mean
Boy, there’s nothin’ worth livin for if you
can’t even afford to be
honest
with
yourself
Grains of salt are fallin around you
Snow-globing like you don’t own
What you say
You’re just too damned afraid
to say what you feel
You’re just too damned afraid
to say what you mean
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