The truth is it changes Spectrums and ranges Elusive and fleeting Who’s truth now we meeting

Like sand through the fingers It’s there while it lingers Then try to take hold And it will unfold

Today’s and tomorrow’s Last week’s with it sorrows We lose and we win We cry and we grin

What’s lost truly lost What’s found truly found But today’s truly right Is tomorrow’s so wrong You can fight the good fight But you won’t last long Cos the truth is its gone.

Sep 2019