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[version 1: original] I have many faces in my hand but wear none She switches faces out like night and day a million inside her pocket He has need of the actress' heed a story that must be seen by one face He says, walk down into the secret place I gave my whole life to excavate Illusion for shell with an iron-core truth Church bells ring in a concrete hold upon a rock-past that'd otherwise slip from shore He stands at the shore alone and waits But lurks and looks and peeks through the slivers til somebody sees him and then he knows If he offers his hand, you'd better go; If you meet the witch you have to say no or yes, but you can't ignore (that's a no); Your life will have consequence whether you're ready or not whether you like it or not We can debate forever, you and I Everything in the vanilla sky Up in the daydream of truth, the centerhold is there is no truth Peel back reality, peel back face Treasured ground upon ...