War On Truth

Hello crooked line, so hard to trace May I learn to turn gracefully I've been drawing lines inside my heart May I learn to turn Shiny next thing, I don't know just how You've won any favor in the theater of now Those words are untrue coming out of that face And if there's a heart I see no trace I've been thumb-typing in the echo chamber, it's such a disheartening place There's a war on truth, there's a war on You're weaving your tale from then to right now How you remember the why and the how Hey just one more thing, listen right now I wish you a future as good as allowed As good as allowed, the why and the how We haven't much time What came from before is hard to unwind Listen dear one we haven't much time For what lies ahead You better leave something behind