Truth hides under fallen rocks and stones At the end of a disconnected phone (that's where the truth hides) Truth hides buried deep beneath your feet At the end of an unmarked street (that's where the truth hides)
Truth hides with the people written out of history Black leaders and inventors whose names remain a mystery Great women recorded on ripped out pages Obliterated wisdom, covered up faces
Truth is lost in the mists of eMpTy Vision, And found in the notebooks of those wrongfully imprisoned, and in the evidence that was never brought to trial, but not in the void behind the newsreaders' smile.
Truth hides under fallen rocks and stones At the end of a disconnected phone (that's where the truth hides) Truth hides at the end of an unmarked street Stored (?) deep beneath your feet (that's where the truth hides)
Chorus (x2): Truth it's a hide under rocks and stones At the end of your line Down an unmarked street Truth it's a hide under rocks and stones At the end of your line
Truth hides whenever we lose our focus Slips out the back, quickly replaced by the bogus, fleeing soundbites disguised as facts That reappear in the small print on every contract Truth hides on the other side of a two-way mirror In countless documents sent straight to the shredder That might finally give us the whole of the picture But until the day we decide to dig a little deeper We know that truth will hide Under fallen rocks and stones At the end of a disconnected phone Down an unmarked street And buried deep beneath your feet
Chorus (x5): Truth it's a hide under rocks and stones At the end of your line Down an unmarked street Truth it's a hide under rocks and stones At the end of your line..... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
