What is Truth?

Inspired by John 18:37,38
Lyrics:
Verse 1:
In a hall of stone and echoes, Pilate stood with furrowed brow,
A man before him silent, amidst the clamorous crowd.
“What is truth?” he asked, the question hanging like the dust,
A plea, a scoff, a riddle wrapped in power’s heavy crust.

Chorus:
What is truth? Can you tell it, can you find it, set it free?
Is it more than words, or something that will ever be?
Is it the silence in the storm, the light that we can’t see?
What is truth, what is truth, Pilate’s plea?

Verse 2:
In the gaze of one so weary, with a crown of twisted thorn,
A truth beyond the spoken, a king without a horn.
His eyes held silent answer, a depth of sea untold,
A truth not for the mighty, but for the meek to hold.

Chorus:
What is truth? Is it spoken, is it broken by the lie?
Is it the path we walk or the dream we see when we die?
Is it the justice of the world or the mercy from on high?
What is truth, what is truth, under the sky?

Bridge:
There in the heart of judgement, where the verdicts often fail,
Truth was more than a question, it was a love that would prevail.
For truth was not in power, nor in the empire’s might,
But in the softest whisper of a man who would not fight.

Chorus:
What is truth? It’s the love that we’re denying, we’re defying, yet it stays.
It’s the courage in the gentle, the hope that never sways.
It’s the quiet voice within, that echoes through the haze.
What is truth, what is truth, in his gaze?

Outro:
So Pilate washed his hands, and the people chose their part,
But truth, it lingers on, it's written in the heart.
For what is truth, if not the start of love's own art,
A tale that's just beginning, a never-ending chart.

Art & Music by Rolleen using AI tools, MidJourney, ChatGPT, Suno and Pika