Truth gets tossed around, dressed up like a clown
Truth can get away from us and all over town
Don’t take much to bend it or toss it into the ring
Truth holds a silence to deafen everything
Truth can keep us far away and as close as we’ll ever get
Truth holds hope and happiness just not yet
Truth gets stuck in the middle of what we want and where we were
Truth is used to hiding and being uncovered
Truth like a mountain solid and at least as twice as wide
Truth is made of little truths and a few
White lies
Truth can change its expression
Truth can change its mind
Truth can be right in front of you
And hard to find
Truth turns into stillness
Truth turns into light
Truth could probably save our souls
And it just might, it just might
If time can stand the test of truth
Then there’s gotta be some hope for me and you
And if truth ain’t afraid of fate
Then there’s no sense in waiting
Truth like a mountain solid and at least as twice as wide
Truth is made of little truths and a few
White lies
