A lie sat on the tongue
Whispering sweet seduction
Offering garments of wind to cover the shame
A lie sat on the tongue
Battering for it's day
A wisp of glory for a moment
A lie sat on the tongue
Heating it hosts
With throbs of desire
A lie sat in the tongue
Relief for a moment
The hero for a time
A lie sat on the tongue.
3 times, I have stood at the door to fame
3 times, I have taken a turn and ran
3 times, my heart said no and it was known
At the landing, I turned
The shadows behind the lights
Shot their eyes through the veil
At the threshold, I turned
Behind the applause was a sound
Much too close to a moan and a sob
My hand on the knob, I turned
It was too cold to the touch
The flashing lights, devoid of life
3 times, I have stood at the door to fame
3 times, I have taken a turn and ran
3 times, my heart said no and it was known
And still the lights are calling
Perhaps this time beating with the pulse of life
Perhaps maybe, this light will be true and not a train.
