From the recording 9. Hidden in Plain Sight
We all have our own private demons that torment us. I was quite depressed when I wrote this song. Expressing my state of mind in words and music helped me feel better. I think that playing the guitar and composing songs is great therapy.
Lyrics
HIDDEN IN PLAIN SIGHT
Michael Dyer
© 2009
My demons torment me. Make me deny who I am,
Nothing's ever meant to be.
All my lies belie a stained pedigree.
Can't escape, not really,
'Cause I'm stuck with me.
Just myself to blame.
What a pain.
And hidden in plain sight, the height,
Of absurdity.
Of absurdity.
My demons torment me. Won't relent. Ever present.
Hell bent on a reckless road. Deep ruts worn in.
My guts corrode.
Can't scrape me off the pavement.
Can't escape my self-enslavement.
That hellish scent. Their foul intent.
And hidden in plain sight, the height,
Of absurdity,
Of absurdity.
My demons torment me. Why can't I circumvent me?
Why do I resent me?
Can't ever go where I never went.
Each moment singes the cracked cement.
Consoled, each time, I remind my mind:
These demons are just mine.
These demons are just mine!
And hidden in plain sight, the height,
Of absurdity.
Of absurdity.