Wednesday, September 18, 2019

lying to me


the sky is blue and the grass is green
and it's the nicest morning I've ever seen
it's a good time to be a human being
but it feels like it's lying to me

people are friendly and people are kind
they give you attention and some of their time
nobody's showing you a piece of their mind
it feels like they're lying to me

          you can't judge a book by its cover
          that's something I hear people say
          but everything I see is the other
          side of reality getting its way

somebody loves you, they're telling you so
with kisses and soft words that you've never known
but don't mistake it for being your home
it feels like they're lying to me

          you can't judge a film by its poster
          you can't tell the time by the stars
          it may feel like you're getting closer
          but you're staying right where you are

the sky is blue and the trees are tall
everyone is included, each one of us all
you can climb high, there's no chance you can fall
and it feels like it's lying to me
and it feels like it's lying to me


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