The Words of a Song I've often thought about words of a song, the flow, the rhyme, the beat all wrong. How can something so meaningless be played, when a medium so popular has ability to convey. You waste your gift, your chance to provide, a guiding light to those who don't thrive. The young are needy for truth and for love, and you give them such a distorted view of it all. Write away at your wasted words, hang them on music where they'll fly like birds. The sky's the limit the producers will say, trash up your words so the music will be played. You had your chance, you'll think one day, about a time you wasted when you had something to say.