To forget the past/ Forgive the past Must I then relive the past? Perceive a dismal future in my day Shadows of your wax-doll Keep coming back to haunt you I try to hide my love the same way It breaks my mouth open that I cannot speak Of bees and leaves and lying under the trees; Of feeling you inside me and wanting to scream But that was just a dream; Imagination, so they tell me…. Denial, oh, you love it so You never did that, you protest Never said, ‘Angel, come out to play….’ No one looking; no one around Then keep the secret safe in the vault Down on your knees now, girl And always remember— It’s always your fault! And pray in the Pygmy To sleep in the sun Hands made so merry with candy-cane fun And pray in your sleep Sleep so sound in God’s dream For know you and know I What imagination can mean….