Which Was Writ
Unraveling Truths: Nick Waterhouse's Reflection on Deception
Lyrics
I used to think
I had a previous belief
that was writ was meant
What was written or destined
and meant to be written
Had a purpose and was meant to be expressed
sittin' all alone
Sitting in solitude
in a little terra-cotta kitchen
In a small, clay-colored kitchen
turning page after page
Flipping through pages
as my fingers got darker
While my fingers became stained
the world's a submission
The world is a submission
my mind a red marker
My mind acts as a critical editor
I used to trust
I used to have faith
that people could
That people were capable
and people could learn
And they could acquire knowledge
- a fellow in turn
A person, in return, deserves reciprocation
deserves a fellow turn
Receiving what is deserved
- and speaking truth
Speaking the truth resonates like a song
rings like a song
(Repetition of line 18)
- i used to trust
I used to have trust
but i learned
However, I discovered
that i was wrong
That my previous trust was misplaced
I can't wait
I eagerly await
'til this is all gone
For this situation to be over
and i could say
So that I can admit
that i was wrong
That I was mistaken
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