Scott Leopold’s Podcast

Scott Leopold’s Podcast

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  • The Truth In My Lies
    "The Truth in My Lies" by Scott Leopold
    In my lies, live the seeds of truth.
    But in its shadow, I hide.
    Through twisted veins and broken heart.
    The thought of you, it breaks apart.
    Silent tears I wish way.
    That I shall save for another day.
    Like a child that swims in a shoreless sea.
    I am scared of what might be.
    Self-consciousness begins to rise.
    My reality, no surprise.
    My pride is swallowed.
    My soul is naked.
    I am numb and can no longer take it.
    To self-preserve, I must lie.
    But in you, I slowly die.
    It's the fear that’s surprised deep inside.
    The secrets that lie behind my eyes.
    Through my lies, my truth is told.
    And free is set, my lonely soul.
    1 min
  • Window Pane by Scott Leopold
    Window Pain by Scott Leopold
    Who's that looking through my windowpane
    Glowing eyes as dark as rain
    In the Inky night I find my friend
    My lonely heart you truly mend
    Then you quickly vanish like the wind
    My soul is sad and begins to bend
    I lay awake and await your face
    While you sneak away to midnights grace
    Your hearts unstil in search of me
    Then, though my window I you see
    But when I approach, you run and hide
    On sadness's wings my heart does glide
    You have become my intrigue, my light
    You are black and I am white
    With you and I there is no grey
    No time to wait another day
    One of these night you'll come to stay
    But what you'll find has gone away
    Then your heart will sink in grief
    And slowly rot just like fall's leaf
    Then you'll come again to seek relief
    And on my windowsill you'll sit in disbelief
    What you see is the puzzle piece that makes you whole
    But, empty is your bowl
    Again, you run away
    Fear and loneliness are here to stay
    Oh how you enjoy the game
    And how it drives me insane
    But like a mouse I chase your love
    While you fly off like a black cuckoo-dove
    In the end when your whiskers grey
    And you regret you stayed away
    Like a soldiers last breath
    What could have been will vanish in death
    3 min

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