Lyrics

The spoken word
How much it hurt
When none of it was true…

The truth withheld
Your trophy prize
On your mantle of pain…

The spoken word
How much it hurt…

The spoken word
The truth withheld
Now travelling on it’s own
With each believer who needs someone to blame…

You are alive
You are awake
Hell is here for heavens sake
What’s done is done
What’s true is true
Let love find a place in you…

The spoken word
The truth withheld
How much it hurt
When you could not
Take it back…