The best secret
												
						
						Is the one
						
				
												
						We all know						
						
						
						Without knowing.

Life is such,
	Looked through from all directions
		It reflects the same
			As if
				One is seen from
					The point
						Which
							One
Stands alone
	But
		Never grown.

A tail slips through the door,
	Find a mat,
		And wraps it worn.
A girl comes home through the door,
	Looks at the mat,
		And gets a bit torn.
A dog runs through the door,
	Finds its tail, Looks at the girl,
		And asks for more.
	Oh! What a day!
A tale is born!

A man flashes by the mirror,
	Carrying a bottle of liquor,
		Reflecting his past valor,
			From mirror
				Shattered to vapor.
There it is,
	He says to himself,
		Like his doctor,
			Hiding from his rigor,
				Collecting the scattered vapor.
Only it's no longer us, in the mirror.

The distance from couch to ouch,
	Is
		The distance from sand to land.
Taste the unsalted crystal,
	Listen to the roasted mud,
		Smell the grilled rock.
It is you,
	    Who
		Have the distance in mind,
			   Where
				Home is to there to find.

I can't see,
	Sea along the side,
		Sighed the old lady on the right,
			Write me a letter, I said,
				Sad it must be, she looked away
A way to go down is leading me straying off,
	Of that path I took and played,
		Plaid on the plain,
			Plane over lane,
				Lain, too late to see,
Sea along my feet.

Drive up the hills.
Drive up those hills.
Drive up the hills! I said!
- But we don't have a car.
Drive your feet up the hills!
- But I don't have feet.
Drive your damn hands up the damn hills!
- But I don't have any hands really...
Drive your goddamn...hmmm...
	What are you anyway? A snake?
- I'm just the car, you are the driver!

		,tub erehwon morf sehsalps retaW
	gnicnad dna gnitaolf era sevael ehT
yob etuc a no gnihsurc lrig elttil a ekiL
	,decitonU
		senihs noitcelfer eht teY
			,nedrag terces reh nopU
		enigami dluoc ehs ylno yenruoj a tuoba sgnirB
	.nwod-edispu os si esle gnihtyreve nehW
			,terces eht speek ehS
		,egami derorrim a tsuj si ees uoy tahw sA
	.lufituaeb tub elbisneherpmocni ,evol ekiL

The joke is spreading around faster than she could imagine,
Like she used to do, lie in front of her boyfriend,
But then, this time is different, everybody is laughing,
Finally it's funny, no longer requiring an extra effort
To be made when she doesn't even feel like it.
What else could she do? Buying groceries at midnight?
Nothing really is going to be any funnier than that,
And she knows it, as the joke is going to kill a couple guys,
Better now than never. It always worked. It will work.
Then why standing there like an idiot unknowningly smiling?
Nobody is going to laugh when the lights are green.

There is no need to save the girl,
	When you could have some little sips,
					Of
			Sizzling coke,
				Grilled fish,
					Couched nap,
						Cracked smoke.
						
Let her die,
	Time is good, noon is high,
		Every hero needs a -bye-.