The hour is out of joint
Black sun has risen
And the river of words
Is flowing on through
The cages of tradition
And they're handing out emptiness
We'll take it 'cause it's given
Free with this plastic innocence
And these standards of living

Questions lighted questions
Burnin' holes into my head
Hanging like shadows o'er the sun
Staring out like the eyes of the dead
And sometimes my soul flickers
When the wind of change blows cold
Over the mire of repetition
Down the corridors of rigmarole

What I say, what I think
What I put down in ink
I'm only trying to find a way to understand
And I mean no harm
I'm just searching for calm
In the storm of mankind

Do you find it there
In the sea of faces
That drowns you everyday
Or in the silence and rubble and empty spaces
Where children and rottweilers play
Is it buried in the praise
Given so cheap
With a meaningless movement of the jaws
In the looking glass
That flatters you
Or in the rattle of hollow applause

Blind circle, moon and sun body willing, mind undone
One pain ending while another begins
Lies, ruin disease
Into wounds like these
Let the truth sting

From the hub to the limit
Through the urban hollows
Out into the poles of the extreme
To echo through the numbness
Of these godless minutes
In the shadow of delusion's regime

And here watching the night
As it opens like a flower
And the day starts to rust
Feeling time pound
Like a silent hammer
On this empire of dust
And I'm thinking bout the bullet
And the TV screen, the dollar, and the clenched fist
And if we're searching for peace
How come we still believe
In hatred as the catalyst

Oh through the borderline
In front and behind
One pain ending
While another begin
Lies, ruin disease
Into wounds like these
Let the truth sing
Yeah
Let the truth

And I feel it from the pit of my stomach
Into the ditch of my mind
Inside the chambers of my heart
As I stare half blind
At these walls of cardboard
At this space that I've rented
At your beauty that is crumbling
Though you try so hard to prevent it

On and on
Body willing, mind undone
One pain ending while another begins
Lies, ruin, disease
Into wounds like these
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting


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Let the Truth Sting Lyrics as written by David Gray

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    Awesome lyrics! V. depressing (like most of Century ends) Just read the lyrics about how crappy society is in general.

    fhardyon March 26, 2006   Link
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    wowowow i reallyreally love these lyrics. it's all very true. I guess it's like the saying "the truth hurts".

    hateme.on November 04, 2007   Link
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    Brilliant lyricism here - love it.

    Questions lighted questions Burnin' holes into my head Hanging like shadows o'er the sun Staring out like the eyes of the dead And sometimes my soul flickers When the wind of change blows cold Over the mire of repetition Down the corridors of rigmarole

    What I say, what I think What I put down in ink I'm only trying to find a way to understand And I mean no harm I'm just searching for calm In the storm of mankind

    Prima.

    mjohnson10on November 26, 2007   Link
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    One of David Gray's best here. He really gets at some core truths of being human and what it means to be a person in this song. I love it. Brilliant.

    thereadletteron November 28, 2015   Link

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