Zubin Hensler - Story (Iris) lyrics

Just beneath its skin, a story untold Let it burst apart from this god-given mould When it all dissolves, will the memories be all When you're behind bars, stealing your own? Stealing your own? Stealing your own? Stealing your own? Vulnerable boy with a weakness for truth Sees a snake outside with a lump in its throat A pair of skins beside the big old aspen out back And he can't decide to do nothing or to act When the walls caved in and the light shone through There were spaces in between the things you thought you knew The snake that shed its skin, how much of him is left? You said nothing I can't make up my mind… [4 Time]