| Song | Truth Remains |
| Artist | Vanessa Daou |
| Album | Plutonium Glow |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Peter Daou/Vanessa Daou | |
| I vibrate at the depth of matter I'm back where nothing matters | |
| At the rough edge of reality I became the ancient wanderer | |
| A chair, a bed A book, a wall | |
| My laughing Buddha on the ledge And Buddha laughing | |
| And the proud sky glow I heard the unsaid | |
| Cut into the frame And learned | |
| Of my window From it | |
| I saw the unseen And I saw the unseen | |
| The truth that's always obvious The truth that's never obvious | |
| When beauty lost to our lips When beauty's lost to our lips | |
| It surely will be missed It surely will be missed | |
| When love is lost and gone When good and bad | |
| There is no holding on Dissolve into one | |
| In the wilderness of my time They're indecipherable | |
| Man's rage for chaos It fuels our rage for chaos | |
| Blurs that simple vision But if I separate | |
| But if I root myself The all from the one | |
| In stillness And root myself | |
| One by one In compassion | |
| The circles of confusion There is no end | |
| Fall away To freedom | |
| And the truth remains |
| zuo qu : Peter Daou Vanessa Daou | |
| I vibrate at the depth of matter I' m back where nothing matters | |
| At the rough edge of reality I became the ancient wanderer | |
| A chair, a bed A book, a wall | |
| My laughing Buddha on the ledge And Buddha laughing | |
| And the proud sky glow I heard the unsaid | |
| Cut into the frame And learned | |
| Of my window From it | |
| I saw the unseen And I saw the unseen | |
| The truth that' s always obvious The truth that' s never obvious | |
| When beauty lost to our lips When beauty' s lost to our lips | |
| It surely will be missed It surely will be missed | |
| When love is lost and gone When good and bad | |
| There is no holding on Dissolve into one | |
| In the wilderness of my time They' re indecipherable | |
| Man' s rage for chaos It fuels our rage for chaos | |
| Blurs that simple vision But if I separate | |
| But if I root myself The all from the one | |
| In stillness And root myself | |
| One by one In compassion | |
| The circles of confusion There is no end | |
| Fall away To freedom | |
| And the truth remains |
| zuò qǔ : Peter Daou Vanessa Daou | |
| I vibrate at the depth of matter I' m back where nothing matters | |
| At the rough edge of reality I became the ancient wanderer | |
| A chair, a bed A book, a wall | |
| My laughing Buddha on the ledge And Buddha laughing | |
| And the proud sky glow I heard the unsaid | |
| Cut into the frame And learned | |
| Of my window From it | |
| I saw the unseen And I saw the unseen | |
| The truth that' s always obvious The truth that' s never obvious | |
| When beauty lost to our lips When beauty' s lost to our lips | |
| It surely will be missed It surely will be missed | |
| When love is lost and gone When good and bad | |
| There is no holding on Dissolve into one | |
| In the wilderness of my time They' re indecipherable | |
| Man' s rage for chaos It fuels our rage for chaos | |
| Blurs that simple vision But if I separate | |
| But if I root myself The all from the one | |
| In stillness And root myself | |
| One by one In compassion | |
| The circles of confusion There is no end | |
| Fall away To freedom | |
| And the truth remains |