White is black and black is white;
Can't see clear in dark of night.
Need some help to win the fight;
A lot of truth will make it right.
See your spirit through your flesh;
Your hidden image you caress.
Attract a mate who you'll impress;
They'll be your mirror, your undress.

Things are not always as they seem.

No way you say, they are not me!
I'm not a fool or cruel you see.
Inside you hide who you would be;
But not from life's sweet mystery.
The way you travel is your car;
What you eat is what you are:
Your home, your kids, that land afar;
Your clothes, your work, your favorite star.

Things are not always as they seem.

The only way to know what's true;
Ask God to show you the real you.
Not to condemn or make you blue;
But to create a whole new you.
Don't hide afflictions chemically;
Heal them realistically!
Search your life symbolically;
Become perfect naturally.

Things are not always as they seem

November 4, 1994