A Man Is Not His Song

A man is not his song

A song is a promise

If a man is just his song

Then the song is beyond us

How they, they make it up

And it sends in deep elation

Eventually it could let you down

By believing in standing ovation

Song won’t lift up if made by revenge, so oh sweet

I will, will it

To add up to more than you or me

'Cause a man is not his song

And I’m not a story

But I wanna sing along

If he’s singing it for me

That filament that flies by

And it brings yellow light from those yellow summers back

By coconut palm, snowy pine

I’ve heard years pass through my ears to hear otherwise

We all believe in old melodies

Carry tunes around like they carry me

A man is not his song

(Though we all wanna sing along)

We’ve all heard those old melodies

(Like they’re singing right to me)

More than a melody’s needed

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