The Breaking Of The Shell

On a clear day
The memories are brighter
I see the future
Under a blanket of stars
The question always
Stares back into me

Time is speeding up
Can you feel it too?
The wind is whispering
"October is here
No need to fear
We're all in the clear"

The breaking of the shell
Beginning is the end
Riding on the wind

Here I ascend
Nothing to fear
But fear itself

A dark potential lives in me
I've asked the question frequently
Who am I who am I who am I
The General

Will you keep my secret
Will you keep my secret
Put it in a locket
Hide it in your pocket

Will you keep my secret
Will you keep my secret
Put it in a locket
Hide it in your pocket