The Truth — текст песни (Steve Earle)

In the blue of the evening when the sun is low

Theres a shadow that creeps across my cell block floor

And it comes to remind me what Im in here for



No, Im not admittin that I done the crime

Im only getting down to doin time

The passin of day is no concern of mine



Theres a guard on the second shift comes on at three

And hes always about a half inch off of me

Like he needs to keep remindin me that Im not free



God forgive him cuz he doesnt see

Hes no less a prisoner cuz he holds a key

And God forbid he turn his back on me



For every wall you build around your fear

A thousand darker things are born in here

There fed on contempt for all that you hold dear



The truth is it doesnt matter what you do

til you gaze in that mirror with an eye thats true

And admit that what scares you is the me in you