Actions Speak Louder than Words

I talk to her today, in the Sunday's crowd
She does not know how to listen, and speaks so very loud.
She does not hear me compliment, but knows only one thing;
She says what's on her mind, and her thoughts are so very slim.
My dad talks to my uncle, and on and on he goes
About the same old story, the only things he knows.
Yet, both were good people, both had inner light.
There is such depth to people, so try not to always fight.
They are tired and small, and oh so strange
They only know few things...
Listen to them carefully,
But do not speak as kings.
For people have such honesty,
They do not know so much.
Speak what is a light and airy thing
And listen more than talk.