Live to Tell

The iPod dialed this one up today, which felt very appropriate.

Because I have lived to tell, only I haven't really told:

I have a tale to tell
Sometimes it gets so hard to hide it well
I was not ready for the fall
Too blind to see the writing on the wall

A man can tell a thousand lies
I've learned my lesson well
Hope I live to tell
The secret I have learned, 'till then
It will burn inside of me

I keep hearing, from the spiritual teachers in my life, that I have to write my story, but I'm finding it very, very difficult:

I know where beauty lives
I've seen it once, I know the warm she gives
The light that you could never see
It shines inside, you can't take that from me

The truth is never far behind
You kept it hidden well
If I live to tell
The secret I knew then
Will I ever have the chance again

I think I will have the chance again, but it feels like the time is nigh to get writing:

If I ran away, I'd never have the strength
To go very far
How would they hear the beating of my heart
Will it grow cold
The secret that I hide, will I grow old
How will they hear
When will they learn
How will they know

They'll hear when I speak. They'll learn when I teach them. They'll know when they're ready. I'm quite sure of it...