The Hand of Truth
Truth remains in your h a n d s
turn around, and time is lost
no longer on the path
w a n d e r i n g through the trees
take your t i m e or hurry up
the choice is always y o u r s
a n y day could be too late
there are no dozen chances
will you let go and g i v e up
pass into death's open arms...
Why sink or get stuck – press on
there's a treasure to be won
there's truth behind the fog
or better still b e y o n d the clouds
we can all find out how...
though the clouds break our v i e w
the sun with break through
keep reaching for the hands of t r u t h
Truth remains in your h a n d s
turn around, and time is lost
no longer on the path
w a n d e r i n g through the trees
take your t i m e or hurry up
the choice is always y o u r s
a n y day could be too late
there are no dozen chances
will you let go and g i v e up
pass into death's open arms...
Why sink or get stuck – press on
there's a treasure to be won
there's truth behind the fog
or better still b e y o n d the clouds
we can all find out how...
though the clouds break our v i e w
the sun with break through
keep reaching for the hands of t r u t h
Nov 18, 2005 - Cheryl Tower
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