The Songs We Sing

What if I’ve missed the truth until just now?
What if all this is only colour and sound?
Just catchy tunes
Just rhythm and rhyme
Just background noise
To pass the time
Oh the songs we sing
Do they mean anything?
For it’s all been said and done before
Nothing new under the sun
What’s the use of one more dreamer
What’s the point of one more song?
Is it all just a desperate foolish fear?
Is it too much to hope that someone will hear?
Beyond the melody
Beyond these chords and words
There’s more at stake
In a chorus and verse
Oh the songs we sing
Can they mean anything?
So it’s all been said and done before
Nothing new under the sun
What’s the use of one more dreamer
What’s the point of one more song?
I am drawing lines
I am taking ground
I am shining light
I am speaking out
I am planting seeds
I am feeding souls
I am healing wounds
I am slinging stones
Though it’s all been said and done before
Nothing new under the sun
Still the world needs one more dreamer
And we all need one more song
Oh the songs we sing
Oh the songs we sing
Oh the songs we sing
Oh the songs we sing
Oh the songs we sing always mean something