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 we make it up
And it sends in deep elation
Eventually it can let you down
By believing in standing ovation
Song won't lift up if
Made by revenge so 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 and snowy pine
I've heard years pass
Through my ears to hear otherwise
They all believe in old melodies
I carry tunes around like they carry me
A man is not his song
Though we all wanna sing along
We all heard those old melodies
Like they're singing right to me
More than a melody's needed
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