Lyrics To Make it True - Daniel Martin Moore

You think well of me
I will work to make it true

With a sleepless hand
I'll do everything I can, for you

If something can degrade
We will find what it takes

We earn what we are now
We gathered all these things, to us

We try to leave no tracks
We have raised our fair share, of dust

And what's passed cast aside
With the half truths and iron prize

And if you think well of me
I will work to make it true

With a sleepless hand
I'll do everything I can for you