Facing The Truth Is A Fight – A Song

So much is drifting away Into the day by day Sunshine and flowers for everyone Soon they’ll lose and be gone Heart to heart like a stone Till you settle down and alone What is it with every song? Why do we sing it still along Rise and fall by your ways Tempers of its turning grace Something in what you said Or in the papers old you read You can not your fate’s cast Dreams need its nature to last Everything is lost in the crowds Over blueberry hills - in clouds So much is never to stay Doesn’t matter what you’ll say Playful moments they go Just like the breeze down the row You have to start to be sure What becomes right in its store? Facing the truth is a fight That maybe is wrong though you’re right Many scars are of its worth Just like the ways of this earth You better try them and keep Find their currents and deep Like anyone knows what to wear So should you each way compare But never be too small To rise not again when you fall You have to start to be sure What becomes right in its store? Facing the truth is a fight That maybe is wrong though you’re right