Acretongue Flowers In The Attic
Askew - the room that holds my truth
Statues of a deep blue
Guard windows that you can't see through
Doorways - from dreams that's gone astray
Screenplays hide their pathways
A million keys can't betray
In a hidden space
There's a quiet place
Where it's safe and sound
And it won't be found
The most precious thing
Now lies deep within
Where no one can see
All this secrecy, belongs just to me
Hidden in a book yet unwritten
Ribbons of deep crimson
Binding pages from ever turning
And in it, you might find what I'm keeping
Backlit - not revealing
I will keep you from ever seeing
In a hidden space
There's a quiet place
Where it's safe and sound
And it won't be found
The most precious thing
Now lies deep within
Where no one can see
All this secrecy, belongs just to me
These flowers - infinite
Yet no one can see it
This attic - I commit
To harbour my secret