When You Strip The Truth.
Here we go. When you strip the truth naked and bare.
When sunlight beams on our lies and provokations rude and nude.
When rippels of downpore drenches our stupidity of high altitude.
When wind blows gentle and calm making us sit face to face in the dark.
People of the movement with the tide of the trends
May laugh at us.
May corner us with all their slogans.
May discard us from their way.
Yet when you strip the truth naked and bare
Life will take us in her stride
Like the morning embracing the night with a new fresh day.