All That Shines Is Not Truth - Patty Griffin

All that shines is not truth

All that glitters does not shine

Real beauty rarely glitters so I find

Real beauty rarely glitters so I find

Broken diamonds on the floor

Fractured beauty into violence

Muddy waters that’s for sure

Despite the mist

Despite the mist

Let me lay these torn and crimson

Talking of the days to come

Never noticing that the missing

Finding her

Finding her

Prince in glory saw her

Cross upon his chest

Tossed aside in his crown of paper

Truly blessed

Truly blessed

The shepherd is waning

In his woolen garments

Fallen leaves flown out in the rain

By my soul

Oh my garments

I was too clean

I was too clean

I was too clean

I was too clean