False From True - Guy Davis

When my songs turn to ashes on my tongue

When I look at the mirror and see I’m no longer young

Then I got to start again the job of separating false from true

And then I know, I know I need the love of you

When I found tarnish on some of my brightest dreams

When some folks I trusted turned out not quite what they seemed

Then I got to start the job of separating false from true

Then once more I know, I know I need the love of you

No song I can sing will make Governor Wallace change his mind

No song I can sing will take the gun from a hate-filled man

But I promise you, and you, brothers and sisters of every skin

I’ll sing your story while I’ve breath within

We got to keep on keeping on, even when the sun goes down

We got to live, live, live, live 'til another day comes 'round

Meanwhile, better start over separating false from true

And more and more, I know I need the love of you