Where He Can Hide

He puts them all to sleep And goes to bed He prays their souls to keep And lays his head Then he takes all the questions And rolls them up in a ball And he puts all the answers In the room down the hall Where he can hide From himself Where he can hide Where he can hide from her He hangs them out to dry Under the sun He knows he has to be The lonely one The he takes all his memories And he pulls ‘til it tears And he puts all his feelings In the space behind the stairs Where he can hide from himself Where he can hide Where he can hide from her And time has been no friend to him He is resigned to the fact that He can't let go of his history Won't repeat, He can't get it back Then he takes all the sorrow That the world dishes out And he buries his dreams from yesterday Under the house Where he can hide From himself Where he can hide Where he can hide from her And from himself

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