The truth is just too much to bear
Cause the truth is that I really do care
And words I have uttered somewhere in the past
Were said in the stillness so that they last
But all of the fear and the consternation
Has me losing a kind of elation
And all of the tries done out in hope
Doesn’t help me one bit when I try to cope
And I can’t write happiness I can only write pain
It’s like asking the clouds to write other than rain
It’s like asking the sky to write other than blue
And it’s like asking love to write other than you