A Secret Truth
The secrets, the lies, the
Truth we both know
Is now buried deep in the
Antarctic snows.
In the desert bursting with
Corn healthy and green,
And the building that holds
Those terrible bees.
We both know they're there,
They exist even now.
Yet the government still asks
The where and the how.
Maybe one day we'll show them
The rumors are true,
But I can't take the risks
If it means I'll lose you.
You've helped me believe when
The truth seemed so wrong
And you made me laugh when
The road became long.
You are my soul, you've kept
Me honest all this way.
But when you disappeared,
Mulder, I died that day.