Library

In the library, they're little

What can I tell you? I don't have all the answers

In a room full of books

They're longing for the sources of love and hurt

I don't know, I'm not there

I'm what it is you love

The house has changed, the years has changed

And the faces at the holiday table have changed

But the library, it remains

If only one of these books could say what to do

Reading all the titles

Will consume you, devouring knowledge

Yeah, wisdom's so elusive

The answers intangible, cannot be read or written

Mystery grace is quiet mind and heart open

Let these melodies ring true

Let them remind you

Actions speak louder than words

Found where they have betrayed you and dig

In the library, the piano strings

Singing sympathetic vibrations

Nosey elephant, horse in our history

Chess and philosophy

You know everything around you feels it

Just some dancing bag

The disconnect between intent and action

It's been haunting you and taunting you and amplifying doubts

I'm right here as I know that you'll hear it

Again and again, as you sing it again

Let these melodies ring through

Let them remind you

Actions speak louder than words

Found where they have betrayed you and dig