If the Truth be Told
(c) Sandy Rapp 1992
Oh, the Burnin' Times are long ago but close to home,
When the old Goodwives, they burned for words that were their own.
They kept the circle turnin', they passed the word along,
And in the Times of Burning sang their song.
Back when Queers were Queens and mega-volts the therapy,
Evelyn Hooker and Alfred Kinsey exhumed the truth and set it free.
And from the Times of Burnin', the love that dare not speak its name
Has risen and is in the streets proclaimed.
Chorus:
IF THE TRUTH BE TOLD, then it will be heard.
But there can be no tellin' if there is no word.
Let the word be known let the light be growin',
And the dark will flee, so mote it be.
Keep the circle free and let it breath and let it be.
Make, make no law indeed, no thought-police for heresy.
Weeds among the wheat fields from time to time will grow.
Some will be the seeds of all tomorrow.
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If the Truth be Told
(c) Sandy Rapp 1992
Oh, the Burnin' Times are long ago but close to home,
When the old Goodwives, they burned for words that were their own.
They kept the circle turnin', they passed the word along,
And in the Times of Burning sang their song.
Back when Queers were Queens and mega-volts the therapy,
Evelyn Hooker and Alfred Kinsey exhumed the truth and set it free.
And from the Times of Burnin', the love that dare not speak its name
Has risen and is in the streets proclaimed.
Chorus:
IF THE TRUTH BE TOLD, then it will be heard.
But there can be no tellin' if there is no word.
Let the word be known let the light be growin',
And the dark will flee, so mote it be.
Keep the circle free and let it breath and let it be.
Make, make no law indeed, no thought-police for heresy.
Weeds among the wheat fields from time to time will grow.
Some will be the seeds of all tomorrow.
(c) Sandy Rapp 1992
Oh, the Burnin' Times are long ago but close to home,
When the old Goodwives, they burned for words that were their own.
They kept the circle turnin', they passed the word along,
And in the Times of Burning sang their song.
Back when Queers were Queens and mega-volts the therapy,
Evelyn Hooker and Alfred Kinsey exhumed the truth and set it free.
And from the Times of Burnin', the love that dare not speak its name
Has risen and is in the streets proclaimed.
Chorus:
IF THE TRUTH BE TOLD, then it will be heard.
But there can be no tellin' if there is no word.
Let the word be known let the light be growin',
And the dark will flee, so mote it be.
Keep the circle free and let it breath and let it be.
Make, make no law indeed, no thought-police for heresy.
Weeds among the wheat fields from time to time will grow.
Some will be the seeds of all tomorrow.
Writer: Sandy Rapp
Copyright: Lyrics © SANDY RAPP
Copyright: Lyrics © SANDY RAPP