Messenger

Stay still, be still
No wonder you are always lost if a messenger
You must be known then
With messages you must return
To be seen by demanding hands and touches of jealous men
Invisible and forgivable to all their secret hands.

Be it so quick don't run
Just walk and walk and walk
Don't lose yourself to decorate somewhere on your wall
Cause somewhere in your mind
You know you are doing fine holding
Secret hair locks you'll pluck before you'll hide.

So how can I keep anything to myself,
So how can I keep any of these to myself,
So how can I keep anything to myself...
Behind these clouds

I'm almost home.