December Days

The Truth (Is Beautiful)

December Days


I tried to say the words that i couldn't hear myself
I tried to speak like who believes in something else
I tried to feel like them even when i know i'm not
How much pretend in a broken men's heart.

I tried to free my spirit, to tell the world that i can fly
I even tried to not believe in this whole bunch of lies
'welcome to the place where you can't just disappear!'
And then i see my inside right in front of me.

The truth is beautiful

I tried to be a man, and be strong oh yes i did
I tried to be a god and control my destiny
I tried to be a giant living high above the trees
But there comes a little man with a stone in front of me.

The truth is beautiful

All that i am, and all that i'll be
Is just a sparkle in history
Lord let me know, open my eyes
To see the truth that will save me