It seems to rain quite often
those days when i go inside myself
leaving everyone else behind
painting brave faces for the bodies that i meet
sometimes wondering just quite who it is i think im fooling
sometimes i think it's me
sometimes i think i am the only one.
Slowly focus on the moving images
see smiling mouths and careless laughter
just then at that moment
as the faces turn and blindly stare
i realise i fool quite well at times
realising that i am, indeed, the only one.
(�pipe 1997)
