this is about someone (or some people) who actually take the time to listen and observe before shouting out their opinions to the rest of the world. inspired by someone i know, but it could be about anyone you want.
Is it always a waste that he's sometimes ok
With sitting at home and passing the day
Did you ever think that there might be a reason
Why he stares at the wall
As if he can't see it
Sits and thinks about what he's gonna do
Staring into the souls of the people he talks to
He'll spend time just watching, and pausing to listen
But he's closer to getting it, he might have a clue
In hand is a pen, a very best friend
Writing out metaphors larger than his words
But more often you'll see him with something to read
Because what can you write when you have nothing left to learn?
(chorus)
Open your eyes and your heart might follow
Listen for sounds that aren't so shallow
Don't feed the fire, just watch it burn
Because what can you write when you have nothing to learn?
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