Lyrics
Silence and the Truth
You got your mission statement
Written on the pavement
For everyone to see
And all the world is watching
Waiting for the washing
Of chalk dust from your knees
The mystery stains on the floral print
Drapes are bringing you down.
It’s a been a bit of time since
The contents of your mind have
Emptied out a sound
It’s a new kind of being alone
When doubt is all you know.
But the little pink pills, they
Cure you of your ills, and
Fill your time with ease
Day to day distractions, they
Spur you into action,
And send your days flying
Over the mountain
Of to-do’s and to-dream’s and to-file under
Incompletes.
Baby can’t you listen,
the lessons that you're missin’ could
Lift you from your knees.
It’s a new kind of being alone
When doubt is all you know
You cannot separate
The silence and the truth.
You’re praying on angels
Praying for grace
Some sort of guidance
To show you the way
You’re waiting on silence
Waiting for space
No room to misstep
And no time to waste
You’re praying on angels
Praying for grace
No room to misstep
And no time to waste
With no room to misstep
And no time to waste
No room to misstep
And no time to waste.
And no time to waste.
It’s a new kind of being alone
When doubt is all you know
When doubt is all you know
When doubt is all you know.