A Man Is Not His Song - Feist

A man is not his song

A song is a promise

If a man is just his song

Then can the song be beyond us?

How we make it up

And it sends in deep elation

Eventually it’ll let you down

By believing in standing ovation

Song won’t lift up if

Made by revenge so oboe 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

Of those yellow summers back

By coconut palm and snowy pine

I’ve heard years pass

Through my ears to hear otherwise

We 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’ve all heard those old melodies

(Like they’re singing right to me)

More than a melody’s needed

More than a melody’s needed

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