[Verse 1]
I saw the wise man, cloaked in time,
With weary eyes, he spoke in rhyme.
But every word fell like the rain,
No meaning found, no end to pain.
[Pre-Chorus]
So I turned to the fool, in shadows he lay,
A spark in his eyes, like the break of day.
[Chorus]
He said, “The truth’s not bound, it cannot be chained,
It’s the wind through the trees, the blood in your veins.
You’ll find your answers where your heart beats strong,
Not in words or books, but in your own song.”
[Verse 2]
The fool had no throne, no robe, no creed,
Just a laugh that grew from a humble seed.
He spoke of stars that dance unseen,
Of paths we walk, though they’ve never been.
[Pre-Chorus]
He said, “Ask no questions, feel no regret,
The world’s a place you’ve not lived yet.”
[Chorus]
“The truth’s not bound, it cannot be chained,
It’s the wind through the trees, the blood in your veins.
You’ll find your answers where your heart beats strong,
Not in words or books, but in your own song.”
[Bridge]
The wise man taught of rules and fears,
The fool just smiled through the years.
And now I see, as I walk this line,
The fool’s own madness was wisdom divine.
[Chorus]
“The truth’s not bound, it cannot be chained,
It’s the wind through the trees, the blood in your veins.
You’ll find your answers where your heart beats strong,
Not in words or books, but in your own song.”
[Outro]
I saw the wise man fade to gray,
But the fool’s words live on today.
The questions linger, the answers stray,
But my heart hums the song I play.