Hold the Line

Nothing is simple, nothing is as it seems
What you see before you may not be real
There may be something hidden behind or deep within
Even plain words may hide the truth
Of the things we’ve fashioned in the dawn of our days
The lightness and wonder when we gazed far away
The future was distant and now it has arrived full ablaze
The silence is upon us let us live full voices raised
The road may not lead to where you think it will
What you hear them say may not be true
When you know it’s behind… you might take certain risks
Or hold the line and keep the bridge in view
The pundits and clairvoyants, they write of this and that
Why do I let them get to me?
The liars and he anglers are flooding the airways
Their fall will come… just wait and see