Secrets © Gundling & Arnold 2015 It’s midnight dark and caked with grime The air seems colder as I climb These wooden steps beneath me creak I brush a teardrop from my cheek A gust of wind rattles a pane Can she hear me cry out her name? My foot catches a broken tread I wonder if I’m going mad PRE It looks like time stopped here Fifty years ago Will I make it to the end and start the clock once more? CHORUS Secrets ...... what are her secrets? Why do my legs move so slow? What waits for me up there? Do I really dare to know what's at the top of these stairs? The workings of my mind have slowed I hear static from a radio I smell the mildew everywhere What is the force that drags me there? Up ahead a landing waits A cluttered path to hell's dark gate The footprints in the dusty floor A crack of light beneath a door PRE It looks like time stopped here Fifty years ago If I make it to the end will it start the clock once more? CHORUS Secrets ...... what are her secrets? Why do my legs move so slow? What waits for me up there? Do I really dare to know what's at the top of these stairs?
