Out of the blues, a lie like the sky

Deceit always makes the soul shy

And the eyes cry

Out of your skin you want to fly

To a world alittle bit high

A white cloud is always in the sky, so is a dark cloud

In every human there is an angel and a demon beside

The choice is yours, be good or be a good sinner, an evil schemer

Life too short to blow away like dust

Again life a long journey slow ride or waste before you reach

It isn't about being rich

It's bout how many lives you reach

The effort you take every wound to stitch

A lie deceives even the liar

The truth takes me a step higher

The truth benefits the teller,

Just as the buyer benefits the seller