The flash is on, the talk of Mont Bernard   The hilltop was, adorned with lightning bolts   The ears of corn, can hear your every word   And I’m amazed, at how I still can’t see through the dirt      Secrets, smoke and mirrors ocean   Never ever help me feel enough      I know you’re an actress, but please don’t make a scene   My paper words, for your paper self esteem   The meteors, are falling down like rain   It’s beautiful to fall in love, with ourselves again      Secrets smoke and mirrors ocean   Never ever help me feel enough   Secrets smoke and mirrors ocean   Never ever help me feel enough      Oooh