That’s The Question

Lyrics

What am I for If not that

I spent my life being useful That was the bargain all along Show up, fix it, carry what's heavy Keep it moving, don't let it stop And people love a steady hand Until they don't need one anymore Then all that praise gets packed away With the tools behind the door

If I can't do what I used to do If I can't be who I've always been If the need for me gets smaller What's left when that feeling ends Don't hand me something clean and easy Don't try to soften this Who am I when I'm not needed That's the question

There are days the phone stays silent And I pretend the silence fits There are days I offer help too fast Just to feel connected still To something, someone, any proof I still matter in the room Underneath that decent face There's a fear I can't get through

If I can't do what I used to do If I can't be who I've always been If the need for me gets smaller What's left when that feeling ends Don't hand me something clean and easy Don't try to soften this Who am I when I'm not needed That's the question

Maybe work became my language And the tools became my will Maybe that's why this feels so close To moving while standing still

If I can't do what I used to do If I can't be who I've always been If usefulness became my mirror What's left when that feeling ends Don't hand me something clean and easy Don't try to soften this Who am I when I'm not needed That's the question

That's the question Mm That's the question