Before I Die

I’ve always been good at stringing words together 

But words are silly things

What do they mean?

They could direct a symphony 

Of harmony

But words are silly things

Truth and lies

Words are both

And neither

It depends on the man

When will it all make sense 

Not right now, maybe never

Hopefully before I die

I’ve always been good at listening to another 

But not at reacting 

What could I do?

I’m just one man against the world

I could be bold

But not at reacting

Lies and truth

Words are either 

And neither

It depends on the man

When will it all make sense 

Not right now, maybe never

Hopefully before I die

Hopefully...

I find my truth

Whatever it is

The difference 

In the truth 

And a lie

Hopefully... I find it someday. 

When will it all make sense 

Not right now, maybe never

Hopefully before I die