When does a lie become a lie,
When it leaves the lips?
Or when it blossomed in the mind
When does an act become a life
When in fact the life inside
Breathes a very different air
Air from another world
But the lie the lie it lives for you
It walks within your shoes
It wears your pants, it wears your shirt
The lie becomes the truth
Storms can rage beneath the surface
Beacons can be lit
And still all out in that stormy weather
Will likely take a hit