Songtexte: George. Polyserena. Truth.

She always said it was difficult to be jealous
Of something that wasn't really there
I thought I knew love but I was simply trying to convince myself
Of it trying to justify and prove myself

Finding your own love of yourself
And sharing it with another love
Your truth sears through me like a giddy rush
But like a too sharp knife as well It's hurting me
It's not so scary, it is liberating, it is truth

I see your truth and you see mine
We shock ourselves with the imagery
Only 'cause I hold up the mirror and I show you me
And you show me yourself

I think It's called truth, I know that
It's right in all It's splendid beauty
And vivid gain I think It's called truth
I think it deserves to bring beautiful glory
With necessary pain

You do not make me feel complete
Just part of another whole that halved
Is another wonderful self joined in a beautiful mystery journey
A snake finding legs and a horse learning to sit a while

Making mistakes along the way
And hurting another is par for the course
If you are following your own, which of course you need to do
As broken wings are mended and we watch us fly

I see your truth and you see mine
We shock ourselves with the imagery
Only 'cause I hold up the mirror and you show me he
And I show you myself

I think It's called truth, I know that
It's right in all It's splendid beauty
And vivid gain I think It's called truth
I think it deserves to bring beautiful glory
With necessary pain

I think It's called truth, I know that
It's right in all It's splendid beauty
And vivid gain I think It's called truth
I think it deserves to bring beautiful glory
With necessary pain