Everybody has a hidden story You can try to reset But it just won’t come back Everybody needs a hidden story Can you cope with the facts Or cover up Give it a shape Rearrange Did you change What your memory unveils Sometimes we chase Another trace Of the fiction we paint in our tales Everybody dreams a hidden story That you thought you reset Never thought it would come back Everybody hides a hidden story We can’t cope with the facts So cover up And give it a shape Rearrange Need to change So your memory won’t fail And so you can chase Another trace Of the truths you erased in your tales Who do you think you are Light from a dying star Everybody wants a different story From the one that they have But we just can’t go back Everybody hates their hidden story But we can cope with the facts Don’t cover up Show me your shape Don’t refrain Do not change Accept that memory fails No need to chase Another trace Truth can be hidden in tales Who do you think you are Light from a dying star