- Votes:
- Composers:
- Gray
- David
 
- Genres:
- Acoustic
 
- Tags:
- bag pipes
- david gray
- singer songwriter
- soft rock
 
- See also:
David Gray - Let The Truth Sting lyrics
"Let The Truth Sting"
The hour is out of joint 
 Black sun has risen 
 And the river of words 
 Is flowing on through 
 The cages of tradition 
 They're handing out emptiness 
 We'll take it, cos it's given 
 Free with this plastic innocence 
 And these standards of living 
 Questions, lighted questions 
 Burnin' holes into my head 
 Hanging like shadows o'er the sun 
 Staring out like the eyes of the dead 
 And sometimes my soul flickers 
 As the wind of change blows cold 
 Over the mire of repetition 
 Down the corridors of rigmarole 
 What I say, what I think 
 What I put down in ink 
 I'm only tryin' to find a way to understand
 And I mean no harm 
 I'm just searching for calm 
 In the storm of mankind 
 Do you find it there 
 In the sea of faces 
 That drowns you every day 
 Or in the silence and rubble and empty spaces
 Where children and rottweilers play 
 Is it buried in the praise 
 Given so cheap 
 With a meaningless movement of the jaws
 In the looking glass 
 That flatters you 
 Or in the rattle of hollow applause 
 Blind circle, moon and sun 
 Body willing, mind undone 
 One pain ending while another begins 
 Lies, ruin, disease 
 Into wounds like these 
 Let the truth sting David Gray - Let The Truth Sting - http://motolyrics.com/david-gray/let-the-truth-sting-lyrics.html
 From the hub to the limit 
 Through the urban hollows 
 Out into the poles of the extreme 
 To echo through the numbness 
 Of these godless minutes 
 In the shadow of delusion's regime 
 But here watching the night 
 As it opens like a flower 
 And the day starts to rust 
 Feeling time pound 
 Like a silent hammer 
 On this empire of dust 
 And I'm thinking about the bullet 
 And the TV screen, the dollar, and the clenched fist
 And if we're searching for peace 
 How come we still believe 
 In hatred as the catalyst 
 Through the borderline 
 In front and behind 
 Down the road of thorns 
 Between the barbwire and the soul 
 Bitters and chains 
 Is all that remains 
 Where the wheel has rolled 
 I feel it from the pit of my stomach 
 Into the ditch of my mind 
 Inside the chambers of my heart 
 As I stare half blind 
 At these walls of cardboard 
 At this space that I've rented 
 At your beauty that is crumbling 
 Though you try so hard to prevent it 
 On and on 
 Body willing, mind undone 
 One pain ending while another begins 
 Lies, ruin, disease 
 Into wounds like these 
 Let the truth sting 
 Let the truth sting 
 Let the truth sting















