I think we all
have part of us of which we are not proud. We are not always consistent. We do
things that are impossible to explain.
Take The Veil Away
© 1989 Brian
Hutzell
Yes, it was all
very true
I remember it
too, though not so clearly
Yet the
remarkable thing is how it keeps on reappearing
And it's more like
a dream each time I see it
More like a
fantasy than a memory
If I could take
the veil away
Maybe I could see
the face
Lost behind the barricade
Bring it to the
light of day
If I could take
the veil away
See beneath the
masquerade
Then I might fail
to feel afraid
If I take the
veil away
Yes, I believe it
was night
I remember the
fight
The steel was
gleaming
Sweat as I ran
for my life
And the sound of
my flight was a helpless screaming
What was I doing
there?
Who were the
players?
Was I a victim or
a slayer?
If I could take
the veil away
Maybe I'd recall
a name
Someone vanished
from that place
Banished during
my escape
If I could take
the veil away
Focus till it's
not so vague
Then I can face
the field with safety
If I take the veil
away
Traumatize
Drama ties
together scenes never imagined
Kept from view
Swept into some
wilderness left unexamined
Yes, I remember
the next day
I must have read
the morning paper
Red were my eyes
But my hands were
white as I took up the razor
Throughout the
day I must have listened
To stories of
events already distant
If I could take
the veil away
Maybe I could
find a trace
Any signpost, any
stain
The taste is
there, but very faint
If I could take
the veil away
Make the scene
evaporate
I have faith the
fever will break
When I take the
veil away.
"Things On My Mind"
Brian Hutzell
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