Dear You, Dear Me

Описание: From the "Echos of Life's Journey" Album - World Music

Dear You, Dear Me unfolds like a confession the writer never expected to make, a letter that begins as an attempt to explain himself to others but slowly reveals its true destination. What starts as an apology wrapped in shame, self‑doubt, and long‑buried truths becomes a mirror he didn’t realize he was holding. As he writes to the people he loves, friends he’s called brothers, the circles he’s belonged to, the versions of himself he’s tried to be. The song captures that startling moment when self‑reflection sneaks up on you, when the “you” you’re trying to explain yourself to suddenly becomes “me,” the self you’ve avoided, misunderstood, or painted into a corner. By the end, the letter transforms into a breakthrough: a recognition of the self he no longer needs to be, and the emergence of the self he’s finally ready to see. It’s a powerful portrait of unexpected clarity, where honesty becomes liberation and the act of writing becomes the doorway to change.

Dear You, Dear Me – Kent B Zilliox
[Verse 1]
Fighting for words to say, I want to unfold, the truth.
(Whose truth, my truth, my truth).
I’ve got it so buried, way down deep inside.
Shame is the lock, I lost the key, (I threw it away).
[Verse 2]
Writing words I need to say, in this letter to you,
all I hold dear. (So many you’s, you, you and you).
Friends I’ve been calling brothers, behind my dark,
lonely curtain, ashamed of my uncertain self,
I painted into a corner, (with my untrue colors).
[Verse 3]
Time for me to tell all of you, in this revealing letter,
long overdue. (Saying who I am, who I really am),
First, I’ll write about the types of people I see,
(Believers, Acceptors, Questioners).
Each of which I was once myself, before I found truth.
(Who’s truth, my truth, my truth).
[Verse 4]
This letter to all I hold closest, explaining my false pretenses.
Time to pick that lock of shame, (Let the cat out of the bag).
Writing words why I don’t belong, why I’m leaving our circle.
It’s all in this letter to you, (all I hold dear).
[Verse 5]
It’s done, all I needed to say, no need to read between the lines.
(Where you’ll find tears of heartache).
This letter I edit after edit, gotta make my goodbye words right,
Okay, one last edit, from the very top, Dear You.
[Bridge]
Wait, Dear you, can it be?
(Can the “you”, really be “me”)?
These words I fought hard to say, I now read in a different way,
I see a side of myself, (confused, crying for help),
I see under this new light, my bias judgements of others,
was judgement of myself. (judgement of myself).
[Outro]
The letter to you, was a letter to me.
(Dear You). The letter I wrote, was to me.
The me, I needed to see.
(The me, I needed to see).
Now I see, the me I no longer need to be.
(There is a change comin’), I see me.
(the me, I no longer need to be).
I see me, (I see me).
"I see me"
[End]