I put words out there

I put the words out there, hoping you'll understand
I do it for myself; yeah I'm that kind of man
To those I've hurt, to those I've helped,
and to those whom I have loved,
Words that look for hope and resurrection

I know you're not watching, maybe trying not to look
Not sure if you'll even read the book
I sing the songs; hope you sing along,
or remember how to whistle
As we walk from shadows into the bright noon.
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