The Keeper of Secrets
I am the Keeper of Secrets
I have heard all men's tales
Of murder, adultery
And other betrayals
Their stories come to me
Through back doors at night
Their compromised souls
Caught in desperate plight
I'm the Keeper of Secrets
You never would know
I make no judgments
No cursings of woe
I hear both sides of stories
Only one thing is sure
That both sides are liars
No one speaks the truth.
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