like stars up in a clouded sky.
i stand obscured from view
whith shining eyes that did not lie
i turn the pages for you
the silent shadow in the night
i smile before i steal
behind locked doors in emptiness
i am the things you do
now i am your only friend
you must love the chameleon
not child, not man, no living thing
you have no time for rest
no thoughts no words [bad word] you
no smile or soft caress
i am the rock the wishing well
the secret to your fear
the lighted candle burning bright
the call from distant years