anything but the truth

if they tell me that the bees

don't make honey anymore

then what am i supposed to tell you

and if they tell me that the ocean

is tired of her shores

then tell me

what am i supposed to tell you

when i can't tell you anything

but the truth

when i can't tell you anything

but the truth

what happens to an eagle's nest in a storm

how does the mama

keep the baby warm

what if the wind

is telling us that its time

and what if we're not ready to fly

i can't tell you anything

but the truth

i can't tell you anything

but the truth

tree tops they touch the ground

in the morning walk with no sound

hear no birds

hear no planes

through the mud

feel the clay

build it up

make it sing

make it strong

give it wings

but i can't tell you anything

but the truth

buth i can't tell you anything

but the truth

what is this place?

who am i?

why did we come here?

i don't know i don't know

but i don't know

that we're meant to know