[Chorus]
Tell no lies, you've got to
tell it like it is
to the silent skies, you've
got to tell it like it is
Semis howl on the black highway
heliarc light turns night
to day
border towns before daylight
dreaming through this American
night
The passing years all take
their toll
but light the landscape of
the soul
brighter visions come to me
the heart must sense what
the mind won't see
[Chorus]
Tell no lies, you've got to
tell it like it is
to the silent skies, you've
got to tell it like it is
Tell no lies, you've got to
tell it like it is
to the northern skies, you've
got to tell it like it is
My demons never seem to tire
they howl like wolves just
beyond my fire
thirty days out away from
home
but there's life on the end
of the telephone
And all the time we'll ever
need
to raise our children deep
as seas
the edge of love cuts like
a knife
carving out the dreams of
our lives
[Repeat second chorus]
© 1984 Geoff Bartley
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