Truth Begins

This is where the truth begins

Where teardrops glance the sallow skin

You lose your will

And I can lend you mine

The Westway wall's so tall and bleak

Reflect the words we dare not speak

By the bottle's end

We may have done our time

What you want is to stay away from people like me

Who twist most everything they see

And leave the gray old world behind you

So sow it up, kid, have some clout

We'll do some wine and fall about

The sun will shine again tomorrow

Oh, oh, oh,

we'll look beyond the parapet

We are just bums lest you forget

We can beg, steal and borrow

Well, you say the pills will sort me out

Embolden me against

The manifestations of fear and doubt

I just forgot who I used to be

So, now I'm strung

Somewhere between a dream

And the humdrum day to day routine

A laurel wreath on the door to my heart

What you want is to wash your face and try to breathe

Forget your mind and shut your eyes

so that you can see

And leave the gray old world behind you

So sow it up, kid, have no doubt

We'll walk the line and have it out

The sun will shine again tomorrow

Oh, oh, oh,

for all the friends you've ever met

Some you'll love and some forget

Just hold on for tomorrow

So here's to now

and all of us

With our sweet hearts we tried to make a brand new start

May the fabric never tear us apart

And some day when

we're in the cold

Here's a semblance we can hope

So pick a posy and put it on your heart

for me

So, now I move and if you're in

It wouldn't hurt just to give it a try and win

Don 't forget who you're meant to be

What you want is to get a bike and do wheelies

But I bet you can't do 'em half as good as me

Throw it out when it's over, it's over

So sow it up, kid, have some clout

We'll go to mine and sulk about

How the sun will shine tomorrow

For all the friends you've not yet met

Some would die for you, I'll bet

So hold on for tomorrow

So sow it up, kid, have some clout

We'll go to mine and **** about

The sun will shine again tomorrow

For all friends you've not yet met

Some would die for you, I bet

So hold on for tomorrow

This is where the truth begins

For more than seven deadly sins

You lose your will

I may have hurt your mind