A SHIFT IN THE WIND

SOMETHINGS YA JUST KNOW
SOMETIMES YA GOTTA GO
THE LIES BECOME SOMEONES TRUTH
THE LITTLE THINGS THAT DONT MAKE ONE AND ONE TWO
THE LINES ARE DRAWN
WHEN YOU WERN'T EVEN AWARE THE PENCILS WERE SHARP
BUT YA DON'T WANTA HARP
SO LIKE A CATS EYE YA OBSERVE
TIME TO PUT THE HIP BOOTS ON
THE SEA OF LIES ARE RISING
SINK OR SWIM
BEGIN AGAIN
WHEN THE TRUTH WOULD SERVE BETTER
THAN APPLE PIE ALA MODE
BUT THAT HAS ALAWAYS BEEN YER MODE OF OPERATION
ONE OF DESPERATION
WITH A SIDE OF EXASPERATION
TO MAKE YOURSELF FEEL WHOLE
YOU REMAIN UNTRUE TO SELF
WHEN IT LOOKS YOU IN THE MIRROR
DO YOU LIKE WHAT YOU SEE
THE THINGS YOU HAVE DONE TO YOU AND ME