Truth Be Told (Exhale)

Have I failed us again, my dear?

By saying things that were untrue?

Dodging things that needed doing

And this damage I have done

Is now becoming way too much for me to undo.

I should have changed my ways when you warned me,

When the sky turned grey with a promise of rain.

Sweet wine into the river. I'll decline.

Yet another try to make good on a promise I made.

Keep it safe for a single day.

I have failed you again, dear friend.

No curse reversed. I'm still unreserved.

All white lies in a line of many,

Out for blood, have formed an army.

If the first step is indeed the hardest,

(It's a leap of faith)

There is a chance I may actually rise above this.

(It's fighting chance)

A final chance to redeem myself.

I'm way too skilled in deception.

I'm all too prone to indiscretion.

Yet again I'll try to make good on a promise I made.

It's a promise I made at the break of a brand new day.

It's a promise I may well break before the end of the day.