Now Tell Me

What shall I tell my heart, what shall it understand.
When ghosts whisper in the hut, Instead of the music band.
When babies cries out their hearts, reaching for my hand.
Now tell me I am in this alone.

Where shall I settle, whom shall I tell,
didn’t I give you the beetle, or had you thrown it to hell,
Now I run among the wattle, to save this empty shell.
Now tell me I am in this alone.

Loud is your silence, yet I call for your sound,
What’s that  grimace, did I inflict your wound,
What about the pretence, are your lips  bound?
Now tell me I am in this alone.

Tarry I am not done, my doubt has not been kind,
Should I bring the papers undone, or trash them to the wind,
Ooh its not Dan, my name and yours shall bind,
Now tell me I am in this alone

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