Truth

A truth
Truth is a relative thing
Always adjustable to reality
And a little less just so
Just so
A truth
A truth
Truth is my neglected child
So unembracable
For any length of time
She's always wanting
I know
I know
A truth
A high truth
A truth
Truth is too highly priced
Takes away the thrill
Of illusion, my moonshine
The pretty parts, my love rhyme
Every crutch and cushion
That may soften the impact on life
And so will truth
I make my compromise
I make my compromise
I make my compromise
A truth
A truth
A truth
A truth