Truth Calling - Capercaillie

The words you wrote spilled
like a poet's to the page
Your eyes lit up
as lovers met across a stage
The warmth we saw in you
came from deep within
But the tenderness
we cling to was a blanket
for your pain
The stars I gaze upon seem
different since that day
While one shines brighter,
another fades away
You light up the winter sky,
the moon at your command
Convinced you didn't mean it,
your soul had different plans
And this is truth calling,
makes its way to me
And this is love falling,
falling at our feet
She was your sister, your neighbor
She was your daughter, your carer
She was your mother, your sharer
She was your friend, your lover
Bowing heads of many
hold your image in their minds
The endless search for answers
occupies the time
Gazing at the pictures
with eyes they fail to see
Why in a moment,
robbed of reason,
you embraced eternity
And this is truth calling,
makes its way to me
And this is love falling,
falling at our feet
Truth calling,
makes it's way to me
And this is love falling,
falling at our feet