Skeletons

Posted on January 11, 2013

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Many secrets has she
Some would find hard to believe
Some embarrassing, others dark
They belong in the past

They’re not who she is now
Yet sometimes they scream out loud
Will they not leave her be
Or indeed set her free?

(Chorus)
Skeletons in the cupboard
Is what they are
Never from her these
Skeletons far

She wonders what would
happen if she found fame
Would these skeletons rise
to dampen the flames?

Would they dance around
her in a macabre way
Ruining all the good
to date?

(Chorus)
Skeletons in the cupboard
Is what they are
Never from her these
Skeletons far

Dem bones rattling away
in her closet are they
That skull, those chatting
teeth have much to say

Those rickety ole’
skeletons waiting in the wings
‘Dem bones! dem bones!’ is
what they’ll sing

(Chorus)
Skeletons in the cupboard
Is what they are
Never from her these
Skeletons far

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