Like gentle truth, it doesn’t shout, It doesn’t rush, it doesn’t doubt, It doesn’t push, it doesn’t prove, It simply is — it simply moves. It’s not a fire that wants to burn, Not a lesson we must learn, But something soft that slowly grows, In quiet ways nobody knows. Pre-Chorus It doesn’t need a grand display… Chorus Like gentle truth, it finds its way, Through silent nights and ordinary days, Not in the words we try to say, But in the way we choose to stay. Like gentle truth, it settles deep, In promises we do not keep, In moments small, in simple grace, In how we hold each other’s space. Verse 2 It’s in the pause before we speak, In how we listen when we’re weak, In not pretending, not performing, In being here when hearts are storming. It’s in the calm after the rain, In letting go without the pain, In not demanding, not controlling, In something warm, alive, and whole. Pre-Chorus It doesn’t force, it doesn’t bind… Chorus Like gentle truth… (repeat) Bridge Maybe truth is not a blade, Not something sharp we’re meant to face, But something kind we slowly see, When we allow ourselves to be. Last Chorus (soft) Like gentle truth, it stays unseen, Between the words, within the in-between, Not something loud, not something new, Just something real — and always true.
