Pure

An empty world of living things

Endless dreams of what it brings

But no one has the time for finding out

When I was young I felt the light

Of distant stars on a cloudy night

But silence doesn't sing its song to me

I can't define what makes me want to stay

A restless ring of eager eyes

Define the truth through subtle lies

But I can't blame them for I do the same

If I am wrong then you must be right

I'll leave my case, give up the fight

But something tells me we're not quite so pure

I can't define what makes me want to stay

Give me a handhold and I will take it

Give me a pure word and I will say it

I'll do anything to find the truth