The Truth Lies
The Truth Lies
Some where in my mind
Behind where I cannot see
What I must find
The truth that is true for me
Call me Mr. Incredible
Call me Mr. Pitiful.
My head is not forgettable but
Still my mind is pretty full
Of thoughts and ideas and possibilities
I can cogitate but not chew
Masticate but not articulate
That which I feel
My fate
The state
Of my union
Confusion
With no rebate
Risk with no reward
Always moving away
Never toward
The future is today
Today is yesterday, yesterday is now and
That will never happen again
Until the end
Or the beginning
Atoms, worlds, a universe spinning
Out of control
Or into it
Into itself
Into you
Into me
Don't believe everything you see
Your eyes deceive
The spider weaves
One design we view
A different map for what we do
And somewhere in between
The truth lies
Some where in my mind
Behind where I cannot see
What I must find
The truth that is true for me
Call me Mr. Incredible
Call me Mr. Pitiful.
My head is not forgettable but
Still my mind is pretty full
Of thoughts and ideas and possibilities
I can cogitate but not chew
Masticate but not articulate
That which I feel
My fate
The state
Of my union
Confusion
With no rebate
Risk with no reward
Always moving away
Never toward
The future is today
Today is yesterday, yesterday is now and
That will never happen again
Until the end
Or the beginning
Atoms, worlds, a universe spinning
Out of control
Or into it
Into itself
Into you
Into me
Don't believe everything you see
Your eyes deceive
The spider weaves
One design we view
A different map for what we do
And somewhere in between
The truth lies
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