The Answer

Endless white lies
come from the heart
turn into hurt
when followed by silence

Between the shadows
might come a light
that closes the wound
the absence of truth made

You drift into perpetual innocence
start to forget you have a choice
then you remember what you once knew
quicken your pace your almost there

Take a guess
reach the end of darkness
you must find it within yourself
for out in the open is all smoke and lights