When we tell a lie, we watch it float Into clouds and worlds we can’t control In the mean time, birds go on and sing their honest songs
Had you left yourself an honest note You’ll hear your words speak on their own And sound like a man you met so long ago
I’ve wasted all this time Reciting empty lines That cast a spell on the ones who make me whole
And I can’t let myself give up the hope That one of these days I’ll have control Till now I’ve known how to shape my words So all those who love me don’t get hurt By my lengthy lists of ways to make things seem okay
Well if I heard it right, then life is all Just a dance you dance until you can’t no more And I’ve realized birds have sung the same tune all along
They say we fly, we dance for nothing more Than to make our lives worth living for So either way being I will be okay
I’ve wasted all this time
And I can’t let the world engulf my soul Cuz one of these days I’ll be no more And now my list seems a petty resort To entertain the thoughts I had before When I sung the lie to something wasn’t Right when I held myself no higher than me