Wrong Century - Rhodes Happy



I am transparent

An open book

There's no choice in the matter

But the breath from my mind

Is living air

And the notes from my heart

Are what I share

Words weren't made for cowards

There's not much to hide behind

We can see for a mile

Without our eyes

I can see through a smile

To any lie

Must I pry your lips apart?

And look for thoughts

Look for thoughts

Beneath your tongue

So you think nothing said

Is nothing lost?

Well, I would buy every line

At any cost

Do I have to dig?

Do I have to prod?

Reach into your chest

And pull your feelings out?

Are you dancing dead?

Or maybe walking toast?

If you feel anything

Be brave

Come forth

Let it show

Tell me what d'you think of life?

Tell me do you think at all?

Never fear

There's a place

Where you are safe

Where you don't have to be real

Or have a face

My time's too short to waste on

Things you say without your brain

Will you paint works of art

When you speak?

When you open your mouth

Will I weep?



Do I have to dig?

Do I have to prod?

Reach into your chest

And pull your feelings out?

Are you dancing dead?

Or maybe walking toast?

If you feel anything

Be brave

Come forth

Let it show

I will watch you like a hawk

Wait for you to make a slip

Think it's easy to fake what you know?

You'll never fool anyone

With your little show

You are transparent regardless of



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