You Who Love the Truth
Truth Unveiled: Don McLean's Poetic Reflection on Deception
Lyrics
Black crows in the summer sky. Wheat fields turned to gold.
Reference to nature's changes, possibly indicating contrasts or transformations.
Workers in the blazing sun. Forests in the cold.
Describes labor in extreme conditions and contrasts between environments.
Farmers in a cabin room. Portraits of your eyes
Depicts farmers in a humble setting, with a focus on the eyes as symbolic of truth.
Look at me in painful gloom, they've seen so many lies.
Suggests a sense of pain and deception in the gaze, reflecting experiences of falsehood.
You who love the truth, you who love the truth,
An address to those who value truth.
You who love the truth have seen, so many lies.
Reiterates the theme of recognizing lies, emphasizing the perspective of truth-seekers.
Skeletons smoke cigarettes. A blazing sun that never sets.
Introduces surreal images, possibly representing societal decay and contradictions.
A purple forest in the haze. Hands that know of common ways.
Continues with contrasting elements, suggesting disorientation or confusion.
Some survive their shattered dreams, but you are lost in colour schemes
Touches on resilience amid broken dreams but implies the loss of authenticity in pursuing aesthetics.
Falling down between the seams, you've seen so many lies.
Describes a downfall, possibly hinting at the consequences of deception.
You who love the truth, you who love the truth,
Repeats the call to truth lovers, reinforcing the central theme.
You who love the truth have seen, so many lies.
Restates the prevalence of lies, emphasizing the challenges faced by truth seekers.
I wonder how you'd feel today, if you knew the millions that they'd paid
Poses a hypothetical scenario, questioning the impact of commercializing genuine emotions.
For canvas glowing with your heat, shown in airconditioned suites
Critiques the commodification of artistic expression in air-conditioned, sterile settings.
With glass and steel and carpet floors, stored in crypts as cold as yours.
Portrays the detachment of art from its creator, stored in lifeless environments.
Portraits of your bleeding eyes, eyes that saw so many lies.
Returns to the theme of the eyes, emphasizing the pain and deceit witnessed.
You who love the truth, you who love the truth,
Reaffirms the connection between truth and the audience, addressing those who cherish honesty.
You who love the truth have seen, so many lies.
Reiterates the prevalence of lies, underscoring the persistent challenges faced by truth lovers.
You who love the truth, you who love the truth, you who love the truth.
Concludes with a repetition of the call to truth, emphasizing its enduring importance.
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