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