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Maybe you learned it from your family

Mix in a little of the old midwest

It seems someone out there built a legacy

On keeping everything tight under wraps

And all the secrets in the silos

You won’t even whisper them to the prairie wind

And now we’re talking on the telephone

Skimming the surface of this ocean

Just skimming the surface of this ocean

You know you’re drowning me

In all you’re not saying

Swept under the rug for so long, oh darling

Don’t it get lonely when you’re the only one who knows?

All the over-encrypted poetry

Unintelligible tales of the truth

It was all dripping with mystery

Enough to keep me there long overdue

So honey, honey, drop the metaphor

Honey, honey, won’t you come clean because…

Well I don’t claim to be so forthright

It’s not my strongpoint

But your attempts are illusory

And you don’t even know it, you don’t even know it

So maybe you learned it from your family

Maybe that’s just your best excuse

You could use some New York City

You could use your own talk show host

Because I am drowning in all

That you’re not saying

I want to shake your shoulders

I want to rip down the curtains

Oh, 'cause all I remember

Are these opaque conversations

When so much of the meaning

Just got lost in the translation…

It’s a tale so ordinary

There you were with your pretty mouth closed

But darling you should have told me the ending

Long before you did

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