The truth is sometimes hard to hear

And harder still to accept

So much of our reaction fear

Of a future unmet


There’s nothing to make right

Why not throw away the oars

And let the wind be our guide

And watch the seabirds soar


In time, healing begins

And the sun will rise again

In time, love wins

Always my darling


Yet the truth is sometimes hard to hear

Our instincts to worry so strong

With the path in front unclear

It’s easy to miss the birdsong


Still, trust the universe this time

It’s good and kind

Don’t overthink, no hills to climb

Rest your weary mind


Yes the truth is sometimes hard to hear

But truth is like a compass at sea

We need it to find our way home from here

Back to the heart of our peace