The Secret

The questions begin as nothing
But they change, and they grow into everything
I have come to realise that all of this is a lie
In this act, in this scene, the plot goes around in circles
Is it really worth doing the things that we do
We could run away
Is it really worth living the way that we are
We could run away
There’s too much going on here
Too many locks, too many keys that lead to nowhere
I look around and see what this is not supposed to be
All the means to an end are passed off as nothing
Is it really worth doing the things that we do
We could run away
Is it really worth living the way that we are
We could run away
Ideas so graceful, graceful, and elegant
Though there’s still something missing in my mind