Saturday nights can be such a bore I can feel fed up and say no more - looking spaced at the door.
I know your there beside me,but I don't care to look, because there you are with your pint-- falseness aglow.
It is the falseness that I hate when there's so much more to truth.
Why hide the beauty that comes from truth - replacing it with ugliness coming from falsehood.
Like a wood we people are - like trees we're just as strong ,if we feed the right information then we can't go wrong.
To live by truth is hardest but the greatest challenge to. It's the way God wants it - hard but true.