The Truth

The cold that knows no bounds
The truth that hears no sounds
The steam that rises off the snow
When nothing else surrounds.

How tall is the tallest tree?
How loud is the loudest sound?
In the place where all is seen and heard
The truth is underground.

Snow will always take the breeze
A shake that rattles timber, trees
Star shades fade and dim and glow
The truth is hidden far below.

I wanna feel the truth, more real than real it seems
I wanna see a ghost, too clear to see its seams
I wanna hear a song
So true and clear and soft and loud.

How tall is the tallest tree?
How loud is the loudest sound?
In the place where all is seen and heard
The truth is underground.

How tall is the tallest tree?
How loud is the loudest sound?
In the place where all is seen and heard
The truth is underground.