Beneathe the Floor Boards

It's the silence, That's exciting. The secret, That keeps it alive. It's the risk, That I live for. The rejection, That keeps me fighting. Our secret, That keeps my thirsty. Never ending thrill, That's got me going. Sneaking around, Is what should be done. Keeping our voices down, The only way to get around. What's left hidden, Is what I crave to find. What pushes me further, Is what I intend to pull closer. Impossible reach, Has got me climbing. Our secret, Has got me burning. The lies, The half truths. Secrets hidden away, To be quiet. Beneath the surface, Is where we lie. Our own world, For now, Till goodbye.