Ian Illig - Truth Lyrics

Can I look you in the eye
No carpentry or weld
My knuckles white and clutching tight
To hold what I once held

There's only you and me now
And a thousand other souls
His and her and philosophies
On thought must I be sold?

Are you in my reasoning
Or cursing of the tongue?
All the time I know you there
But half the time I don't

Weigh my doubt of you alone
The statement bleeds with red
But I can't knit into your cloth
Without fabricating thread

I am the potter
You are the clay
You're predicating
That I'm in your way
I am the potter
You are the clay
You want your answers
I'd rather wait
Oh I'd rather wait
I'd rather wait
Am I in your way?

I am the potter
You are the clay
You want your answers
I'd rather wait
I am the potter
You are the clay
You want your answers
Am I in your way?
Am I in your way?

You think you know me
And I bear your name