Preacher - Dead Poet Society

Swim forever, in the river

Words are weights that drag me under

Lies that hold me to the bottom

And you don’t care anyway

Like a judge caught sleeping

No, you don’t care anyway

Might as well just hold my tongue

It’s nothing you could understand

Say it

Mean it

You don’t know what I’m feeling

No one

Will ever

Not even the preacher can say it right

Thinking on my back believing

All I’ve ever loved is written

But you don’t care anyway

Might as well just hold my tongue

It’s nothing you could understand

Say it

Mean it

You don’t know what I’m feeling

No one

Will ever

Not even the preacher can say it right

All these words I’ve written

So much time I’m given

You missed it

I don’t care, I’m living

You don’t have to listen, I mean it

I don’t care, I’m living

Say it

Mean it

You don’t know what I’m feeling

No one

Will ever

Not even the preacher can say it right

Say it

Mean it

You don’t know what I’m feeling

No one

Will ever

Not even the preacher can say it right