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 can 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 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

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed