By David Spence
I can find you people who think I'm great
And plenty more who think I'm not
And for all those times that I remembered
There were all the times that I forgot
I can give examples where I was kind And I can give examples where I was cruel I can tell you stories that make me proud And the ones where pride turned me into a fool
Now I'm not looking for an honourable mention I'm just assessing who I am But I know if I seek redemption It's actions that maketh the man
I can tell you things that make me laugh
And I can tell you things that make me cry
I can tell you one of my favourite things
Is the shape of clouds in the night-time sky
I can list the times that I was wrong And list the times that I was right And for all the times I made some sense There were many more where I was talking shite
I'm not trying to be perfect Nor would I ever strive to be And I'm not looking for any pity But I would quite like a symphony
Now I'm not looking for an honourable mention
I'm just assessing who I am
But I know if I seek redemption
It's actions that maketh the man
I can recount times of great despair
All the times my heart's been broken
I can tell you when I fell in love
And of beautiful moments where no words needed spoken
I can tell you what you mean to me If you are so inclined to enquire And whilst I'm known to have told many truths You should know I've also been a liar
And I conclude I can be all things
It's up to me to make the choice
But I'm still shy and far too often
I let others shout and drown out my voice
I'm not trying to be perfect
Nor would I ever strive to be
And I'm not looking for any pity
But I would quite like a symphony
Now I'm not looking for an honourable mention I'm just assessing who I am But I know if I seek redemption It's actions that maketh the man
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