The Truth Is Rarely Pure and Never Simple

The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
Often it holds more than meets the eye

There is more to every story than what is told

The speaker’s tongue is tied in all his lies.

 

The truth is rarely pure and never simple.

The fish grows mightier with every tale

More triumph, more glory, more misconception

Flying farther from the truth without fail

 

Though clear with good intentions it begins

Time cracks the mirror’s fragile glass

For the truth is rarely pure and never simple,

But when it unfolds, all will be known at last

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