The Truth

Verse 1

So I crawled down the stairs to the truth,

That is sleeping alone, on a bed,

The mosquito net weeping above.

That lazy old truth, been lying there for weeks.

So I throw myself on to the bed,

Onto the mercy of the truth,

Who is stirring and trying to cheer up the net,

And afterwards me,

And I'm feeling weak.

Chorus

Cause I could go on, and on,

Deluding myself.

Waiting in the shadows,

I am waiting for something else

To come along and put things in order.

Meanwhile, I raise my hands above the water.

Ready, I am in position.

Just promise you'll be here soon.

Verse 2

So all of the people around,

I don't wanna grow old like them.

Bracing, and grabbing too tight to not much.

But I start feeling tired a little earlier each day.

So I'm looking to re-arrange the dawn,

To tidy up the order of events,

And unwind every thread of regret.

But take that away, and what is there left?

Chorus

From now on, I just know things will be different.

See the waves?

They're all nodding their agreement.

If you promise you'll be here soon.