Maker

My Maker (title) My brother, my sister, my lover, my maker Did someone here fake it, someone here fate it Did someone here take it, someone here make it Someone here steal it, someone here lease it It's under the table where we used to take it The briar, the bracken, the ebb flow the cold shoulder I've been seen crossing Somebody else's mind So I'm dreaming, let's start at the endings Of love and sex, it's a strange one, often a staged one (?) Maybe we can get it on the ground (?) The story is a new one, it's based on a re-run You wouldn't have known it if I hadn't brought it up Oh, maybe we should just let it go Oh no