otherwards - i try to tell the truth Lyrics

However this song begins, it's gonna end as nothing more than memories of the sound
But I write the words (and rewrite them) carefully, to impress some imagined audience I've never found
I say aloud: I am doing this for me
But still cling somehow to this awkward teenage dream
What does it mean to find success?
Is it enough to make something I like?
Can I imagine a self in song and somehow bring that self to life?
However this song began, I'm gonna enjoy it
I will sing the words a warmth inside my heart
Imagining an audience enchanted
Imagining a valid work of art
I sing aloud: I did this for myself
As if there's any shame in making art for someone else
What does it mean to be sincere?
Is it enough to make something I don't despise?
Can I imagine myself in song and somehow bring that self to life?
What does it mean to be sincere?
Is it enough to make something I don't despise?
Can I imagine myself in song and somehow bring that self to life?
All I want: to face a crowd, imagining the real
Or at least: to face myself and make songs about how I feel.