Pursue the Truth

How can I purse the truth

When they can block each step I take?

Henry, you have come too far

Remember when you have at stake

John, I know I'm right

I must let my vision guide me

I'm so weary of the fight

There's so little left inside me

If you know that you are right

Then you've got to see it through

You've got to see it through

Seven years ago, I started out on this alone

Now, it's alone I'll see it through to its conclusion

Who are they to judge what I am doing?

They know nothing of the endless possibilities I see

It's ludicrous I'm bound by their decision

Seems vision is a word they've never heard

If it mattered less, I'd treat them with derision

It's absurd

And yet, the fact remains

Those bastards hold the reins