Truth

A truth

Truth is a relative thing

Always adjustable to reality

And a little less just so

Just so

A truth

A truth

Truth is my neglected child

So unembracable

For any length of time

She's always wanting

I know

I know

A truth

A high truth

A truth

Truth is too highly priced

Takes away the thrill

Of illusion, my moonshine

The pretty parts, my love rhyme

Every crutch and cushion

That may soften the impact on life

And so will truth

I make my compromise

I make my compromise

I make my compromise

A truth

A truth

A truth

A truth