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The Secret Life
of Memories
It's a secret,
it's a secret life
You can be free,
yeah!
He tries to run,
he tries so hard,
he tries so hard to get away
From the
darkness of the shadows from his past,
but they won’t fade
The six-year-old
that learned to lie
is still trapped deep down inside
He holds the
story he won’t tell
of a boy who was traumatized
It’s the
secret life of those memories
(It gives the ways, it gives the means)
The secret
life of our memories
(Controls our life, controls our dreams)
The secret
life of our memories
(behind the verb, "etré," to be)
The secret
life of our memories
It’s a secret life
Everywhere she
goes she carries the pain
from all the little girls
They’re all
inside and they’re alive in their
secluded, private world
They want to be
free; they want to be seen;
they all want to have their say
They need her
eyes so they can cry
then they can be on their way
It’s the
secret life of those memories
(It gives the ways, it gives the means)
The secret
life of our memories
(Controls our life, controls our dreams)
The secret
life of our memories
(behind the verb, "etré," to be)
The secret
life of our memories
It’s a secret life
Frozen at the
time of their creation
Emotions give
them illumination
Start the
process of elimination
You can get
over it, you can get through it
And free your
life, you can be free
It’s the
secret life of those memories
etc....
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