truth
I was on a trail of losses.
Everything I had I’d spent,
Trying to find the kind of truth
That is heaven sent.
I heard voices
Before I saw the tent.
Shouting choices
I didn’t know what they meant.
Well the tent was sticking
To a slippery slope.
Man said truth sticks
To the end of a slippery rope.
He got enthused
When collection plates rolled.
I got confused
When the resurrection bell tolled.
I couldn’t hear my name
With all that clinking change.
He said, “If you want to hear that thrill,
Put in some dollar bills.
Then from somewhere
Outside my head,
“To know truth
You got to hear what’s not been said.”
And from the land
That time forgot,
“Only flower speaks truth
Is the blue forget-me-not."
Well the lab was in the woods
Away from all the noise.
The science boys were playing
With all their shiny toys.
There was a button you push
To turn the world inside out
Or was it upside down;
I didn’t get all they were talking about.
Man was saying how
He just discovered truth.
Said if you didn’t believe him,
He'd show you the proof.
He lit a fire and said,
“See, it’s there.”
I said, “I don’t see anything.”
He said, “It just went up into thin air.”
Then from somewhere
Outside my head,
“To know truth
You got to hear what’s not been said.”
And from the land
That time forgot,
“Only flower speaks truth
Is the blue forget-me-not.”
Well the art institute had every art,
Even some that never got a start.
A lot of models were undressed.
I wasn’t impressed.
Man said, "I found the route
To painting truth.
And though my model is nude,
My painting isn’t lewd."
In an inspiration
Of artistic creation,
He didn’t paint her nose.
He painted her clothes.
I said, “I don’t see anything.”
And then invoked the saints.
When he said, “She's nude,
There was nothing left to paint.”
Then from somewhere
Outside my head,
“To know truth
You got to hear what’s not been said.”
And from the land
That time forgot,
“Only flower speaks truth
Is the blue forget-me-not."
And from the land
That time forgot,
“Only flower speaks truth
Is the blue forget-me-not."