Better
Than Me
I want to be the words that write themselves
I want to be the melody that pulls you away from everything
else
And I want to be in a minor key
And be sung by someone who sings
Better than me
I want to be the way the twilight feels
When you forget the day before and the
Night that falls on its heels
And I want to be the sound of laughing out loud
And how different it sounds when
No one else is around
And I want to be followed
Even when I am still
But feel like taking the lead
And I want to be hollow
So that I can be filled with
Something other than me
We spoke in sparks sparking speechless reverie
A space to rest to wait to bait our breath
With words that somehow fit what we feel
And we’d
just pack up and leave and all we would need
Were the songs we’d
bring
Oh, we were everything
That I want to be
The way we held content
Hiding in time unspent
In silent consent
Conceding our plans, we
Laid up all night
Comfort confined
Confessed to all the feeding hands we’d
Bit the fingers of
You fit me like a
Glowing making love love love
And I feel like I’ve
spoken
So why am I still looking for
Something better to say?
And I feel like I’m
broken
And I want to be healed
But don’t
want to get in the way
Of anyone’s
day
I want to write the song that writes itself
In common time with the perfect line
To pull you away from everything else
And it’d
have to be in a major key
And be sung by someone who sings
Better
than me
By Dylan Southard