Dare to break the spell
Purge the myths
Where the words wallow so frequently, so easily, so secretly
Set up the clandestine meeting
In a matter of fact sort of way, no more to it than that, no false
Expectations, no hidden agendas, no place for truth or beauty
A map of California stretches across the table top
Was this his destination?
That shadow of a man, how imperceptibly we carry our shadows
Dare to break the spell
Purge the myths
Of the doubtful doubts of insincere, and secret, easy, re-creation