take a memory . think about it for a while . it’s forever changed
in the simple things . there is honesty and truth . and that is enough
even if it’s not we have conditioned ourselves to believe it’s true
even when covered in snow, a bench can’t pretend to not be a bench
we can often learn more from the shadow it casts than the thing itself
when drawn to a flame the moth risks everything to find out the truth
when we’re listening without thought of reacting we can hear the truth
to be truly safe is to fully understand what the danger is
the frozen window tells the truth, yet some of us will lick the lamppost
there is a question in every mystery with just one answer
uptown jack 