Paroles de Painted Truth

Recalling as a child all the stories I was told Of the Cowboys and the Indians And the heroes that were born Created from the legends from the battles of the plain The truth of our convections Lies buried beneath the grain Learning from a teacher Written in a book They turned my mind to a painted lie Of how the land was took I heard a scream, manifest destiny Did they stop to wonder I would see I'd been deceived Torn by love for country And desire for the truth Should I have known right from the start What they were forced to do Would it change my mind? Should they tell me lies? Would I have loved my country less? If not for the painted lies Should we be lied to? Given a painted truth