I must work for the CIA,
because I am secret.
No one must know my tales,
no matter who is telling.
I am a secret spy by night -
Why? I was too late.
Covert ops in the blackness of our world.
So, Hush! - I am secret.
The hours and days go by in a flash,
and with each that passes...
I only fall deeper.
Shall I dig myself out?
Shall I come up for air?
I think not...I like being secret.
I wish I wasn't though,
Thanks CIA!
Where do I go?
What do I do?
You'll never know...
for I am secret.
