Truth is a Dimension (Both Invisible and Blinding)

I got off the highway north of Desert Canyon Station

I was driving with my headlights off, just stars for navigation

My telescope, my notes, my ham sandwiches and coffee

Sometimes you must be all alone, there ain't no way to not be

I was thinking about Tonya, how things had rearranged

And everything had gone full circle, we were back to being strangers

She was with a man named Neil now, that's all I knew about him

But I was happy she was happy, real happy that she'd found him

It was just after 11 when I pulled off at the lookout

The parking lot was empty though the air still smelled like cookouts

And yes, I admit I toked one, that doesn't change what happened

Anyway, you're not my parents, and it really helps my mapping

Of the System 611, a Magellanic cluster

I'd been watching for a while, I got my telescope adjusted

And I turned it on an unassuming patch of dusty sky

That was really fifty billion stars, a billion light years wide

Then all at once, it felt as if time had been suspended

And a vision poured into me like a bottle'd been upended

I was filled with revelation, both infinite and finite

That filtered down the telescope encoded in the starlight

It said truth is not immutable, itself is a dimension

Truth can be both weighted down and warped in strange directions

Truth has a shape that alters, each according to observer

Sometimes you must be close to it, sometimes you must be further

Truth can bend and truth can break, depends on how you ask it

It frays or it may blaze out at some Paul bound for Damascus

And it sometimes gets mistook for God, sometimes for its servant

It both exists and doesn't, like a star that's not observed yet

Which all at once return my thoughts to System 611

Still twinkling down the telescope into my mind from heaven

And I stood there looking upward as the darkness turned to dawn

And received that strange transmission till finally it was gone

And I knew beyond a shadow my discovery was real

But the person that I longed to tell was sound asleep with Neil

In some parallel dimension, maybe Tonya was still mine

But in this one, she loved someone else, that left me to search the sky

So I went ahead and wrote this to alert you to my findings

I call it "Truth Is a Dimension Both Invisible and Blinding"

You can give me the awards now, you can knight me or whatever

I've got nothing going on now, me and Tonya aren't together

Or go ahead and laugh at me, all of my conclusions

Symposiums and seminars and think tank institutions

You may even talk to Tonya, let me ask you if you do

Please tell her I still love her, that will always be the truth