Kevin Fernald - The 4 of Hearts [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I am not the chosen one
I am the two
I am the three
I am the four of hearts
And I share my card
With 4 hearts in secret
And they are the keepers
Of my secrets
The keepers
Of my hearts knowledge
When it claims to know nothing
I am
The Famed Speaker!
Who speaks
Of fabricated tapestries
Woven into stories
For the ears and eyes
Of the untrusting
They are untrusting
Of my lack of thrusting
They claim that I’m
Lying
(mostly on my back)
But I hold firm
In my guilty shoes;
Standing in a puddle of sweat
I choose to sleep
In the bed
That I have made
(mostly to cover my tracks)