A song about the ghost of Eleanor “Granny” Roosevelt who whispers into the ears of politicians who don’t have a conscience.
I Whisper the Truth
By: Alex Bakerloo
Published under CC BY-SA 4.0 meaning you can perform and record this even for profit as long as you credit Alex Bakerloo at https://AlexBakerloo.com
Explanation:* In the Alex Bakerloo household, the ghost of Eleanor “Granny” Roosevelt has returned to whisper in the ears of politicians who have lost their conscience or never had one.
More here: https://alexbakerloo.com/2025/08/16/the-ghost-of-elinore-granny-roosevelt/
[Verse 1]
I don’t knock loud when the hour is late,
I don’t rattle chains at the pearly gate.
I drift through mirrors and marbled halls,
Where justice echoes and memory stalls.
[Chorus]
I don’t raise my voice,
I don’t need to shout.
I whisper the truth—
And watch it spread out.
Like ink in the water,
Like cracks in the stone…
I find the fault lines
And I bring them home.
[Verse 2]
They hide their hearts in tailored suits,
Trade their birthrights for substitute truths.
They smile on screens with borrowed grace,
While I wait in silence behind each face.
[Chorus]
I don’t raise my voice,
I don’t curse the crowd.
I whisper the truth—
To the ones too proud.
Like smoke through the rafters,
Like dust on the dome…
I settle where conscience
Should have grown.
[Bridge]
You won’t find me on ballots or walls,
But I sit in the hush when the curtain falls.
I haunt not in horror, but in hope—
That someone, somewhere, still says “Nope.”
[Final Chorus]
I don’t raise my voice,
I just stay near.
I whisper the truth—
For the ones who still hear.
Like a name remembered,
Like a childhood vow…
If you listen softly—
You can hear me now.
Alex Bakerloo 