i could tell you the wildest of tales
my friend the giant and traveling sales
tell you all the times that i failed
the years all behind me
the stories excelled.
and i'm drying out
crying out
this isn't how i go
i could tell you of a man not so tall
who said life's a circus and so we are small
tell you of a girl that i saw
i froze in the moment and she changed it all
and i'm drying out
crying out
this isn't how i go
hurry now
lay me down
and let these waters flow
flow...
son i am not everything you thought that i would be
but every story i have told is part of me
and you keep the air in my lungs
floating along as a melody comes
and my heart beats like timpani drums
keeping the time while a symphony strums
and i'm drying out
crying out
this isn't how i go
hurry now
lay me down
and let these waters flow...
flow....
let it flow
let it flow
son i am not everything you thought that i would be
but every story i have told is part of me
son i leave you now but you have so much more to do
and every story i have told is part of you |