Trust is a conscious choice you make
When you open up your heart
Like a flower to dew or a butterfly's foot
As either could tear it apart
with just a callous, careless, thoughtless act
For no cosmic law seems to govern -
If a fool is what that makes you
A fool you should be in turn.
For trust cannot be a sometime thing
Dependent on proofs of truth
It leads you out to the furthest limb
Just like the folly of youth
But trust makes your armour strong,
Makes gluttonous lies, uncouth.
When you open up your heart
Like a flower to dew or a butterfly's foot
As either could tear it apart
with just a callous, careless, thoughtless act
For no cosmic law seems to govern -
If a fool is what that makes you
A fool you should be in turn.
For trust cannot be a sometime thing
Dependent on proofs of truth
It leads you out to the furthest limb
Just like the folly of youth
But trust makes your armour strong,
Makes gluttonous lies, uncouth.
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