Everybody has a hidden story
You can try to reset
But it just won’t come back
Everybody needs a hidden story
Can you cope with the facts
Or cover up
Give it a shape
Rearrange
Did you change
What your memory unveils
Sometimes we chase
Another trace
Of the fiction we paint in our tales
Everybody dreams a hidden story
That you thought you reset
Never thought it would come back
Everybody hides a hidden story
We can’t cope with the facts
So cover up
And give it a shape
Rearrange
Need to change
So your memory won’t fail
And so you can chase
Another trace
Of the truths you erased in your tales
Who do you think you are
Light from a dying star
Everybody wants a different story
From the one that they have
But we just can’t go back
Everybody hates their hidden story
But we can cope with the facts
Don’t cover up
Show me your shape
Don’t refrain
Do not change
Accept that memory fails
No need to chase
Another trace
Truth can be hidden in tales
Who do you think you are
Light from a dying star
