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 fact?
So 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 feel
And so you can chase another trace
Of the truth you erased in your tale

Who do you think you are?
Light from a dying star, 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 and show me your shape
Do refrain, do not change
Except that memory fails
Don't need to chase another trace
Truth can be hidden in tales

Who do you think you are?
Light from a dying star, star