The Real Truth

Blue eyes, black skies and clouds filled with
pain. Disguise the emptiness, the disdain. Late
calls, long halls with words no one hears. Reveals
the loneliness and the years. Like going backwards
in a revolving door. I don't know which way's out
anymore. I can't run from the real truth. And not
be living a lie. You can't hide from the fate
chasing you. And watch it, from somebody else's
eyes. Cold hearts, cruel thoughts can destroy the
faith. Just ask the singer who hell from Grace.
But things change and strange days can turn a
point of view. Just time till everyone gets their
due. I may not save the world but I'll save
myself. Can't depend on somebody else.