Song Description
Late night thoughts about my life.
Song Length |
2:56 |
Genre |
Rap - Religious, Rap - Progressive |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Content, Gracious |
Subject |
Life, Philosophy |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
So imperfect, life's not perfect,
but you know what, its still worth it,
perfection it seems, is over rated to me,
if you take a moment to compare it.
And I know it might seem so complicated,
at times to find what life's left vacant,
but to me it seems these fading dreams,
mean more when I practice patience.
I've been left with questions,
I'm tired and restless,
not to mention, these days seem endless,
I'm learning now, that there is no falling down,
without a chance to regain my balance.
I'll take my faith any place I can,
I sure hope it adds up in the end,
I'd understand. With my list of things to do,
once in a while I didn't follow through.
Well I'm taking the chance, at last glance, my past,
has got its place and thats where it stands,
because of this motion my scars go dormant,
when I decide its time to move forward.
I'll admidt I've been wrong many times in my life,
maybe once for every time I've been right,
but if I, find a way to continue to fall,
its only so I can learn to stand tall.
So imperfect, life's not perfect,
but you know what, its still worth it,
perfection it seems, is over rated to me,
if you take a moment to compare it.
And I know it might seem so complicated,
at times to find what life's left vacant,
but to me it seems these fading dreams,
mean more when I practice patience.
Now I try sometimes, not to analyze,
but the path laid out defies, everything that I,
set forth to understand and be more,
than I had ever hoped to realize,
And despite myself or the time that divides,
I know I've had my side,
throughout my life, all the choices that I made yesterday,
seem to trace a map in rewind.
It seems cliche' to be wondering now,
what, the day I played lost and found,
I didn't make a sound, I burried myself,
beneath my skin, to find a way to fall further within,
turns out that never really got me far,
but it takes the ride to understand the scars,
and I'm sure to be fair, that I would do it again,
I wouldn't learn a thing without jumping in.
So imperfect, life's not perfect,
but you know what, its still worth it,
perfection it seems, is over rated to me,
if you take a moment to compare it.
And I know it might seem so complicated,
at times to find what life's left vacant,
but to me it seems these fading dreams,
mean more when I practice patience.