Iris: Story Songtext
von Hannah Epperson

Just beneath its skin, a story untold
Let it burst apart from this god-given mould
When it all dissolves, will the memories be all
When you′re behind bars, stealing your own?
Stealing your own?
Stealing your own?
Stealing your own?


Vulnerable boy with a weakness for truth
Sees a snake outside with a lump in its throat
A pair of skins beside the big old aspen out back
And he can't decide to do nothing or to act

When the walls caved in and the light shone through
There were spaces in between the things you thought you knew
The snake that shed its skin, how much of him is left?
You said nothing

I can′t make up my mind