I know that I've posted this one before, but keeping with the theme of all things ordinary I just had to post it.
"Anything But Ordinary" by Avril Lavigne is another of my favourites. In many ways it sums what I'm all about, I'm not really one to go out of my way to break rules, that tends to happen along the way. But in a world that seems to celebrate being part of the collective, where mediocrity seems to be celebrated, I want to be anything but that.
Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It's my lullaby
Sometimes I drive so fast
Just to feel the danger
I wanna scream
It makes me feel alive
Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
To walk within the lines
Would make my life so boring
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive
Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
Let down your defences
Use no common sense
If you look you will see
that this world is a beautiful
accident turbulent suculent
opulent permanent, no way
I wanna taste it
Don't wanna waste it away
Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh my self to sleep
It's my lullaby
Is it enough to me?
Is it enough to see?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
Is it enough?
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
In a world where people try so hard to fit in, I want to be anything but ordinary. It's time to make a point of not only walking outside the lines but also on them.
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Ordinary World
Sticking with the theme of being ordinary I've included the Duran Duran track, "Ordinary World". I think we all want to escape into that world which is ordinary at times. Although I think somehow simply learning to survive isn't enough... what's a life that's simply ordinary? No, think I'll settle easier knowing that I've done things a little less ordinary.
The chorus of this particular song is bitterly sad. While seemly relating to the loss of a lover or simply a broken heart, it could really relate to just about anything, there's no doubt that the "won't cry for yesterday" relates to any loss of some kind. I've heard a lot of people say that yesterday is gone, but it is those days lost that have helped shape us... by all means, cry if you need to but never settle for an ordinary world.
Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue,
Thought I heard you talking softly.
I turned on the lights, the TV and the radio,
Still I can't escape the ghost of you.
What has happened to it all?
"Crazy," some would say.
Where is the life that I recognize?
Gone away...
But I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find.
And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world,
I will learn to survive.
Passion or coincidence once prompted you to say:
"Pride will tear us both apart."
Well now pride's gone out the window, cross the rooftops, run away,
Left me in the vacuum of my heart.
What is happening to me?
"Crazy," some would say.
Where is my friend when I need you most?
Gone away...
But I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find.
And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world,
I will learn to survive.
(Ooh, Ahh, Ooh)
Papers in the roadside tell of suffering and greed.
Fear today, forgot tomorrow... ooh
Here beside the news of holy war and holy need,
Ours is just a little sorrowed talk, just blown away
And I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find.
And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world,
I will learn to survive.
(Everyone,..)
If My World...
Everyone...
Any world...
Is my world...
Every world...
Is our world...
Anyone.
Sometimes all we really want is that which is ordinary, although I'm not quite sure that'll suffice. No, I'll keep on with a life that's less ordinary and a little more awesome.
The chorus of this particular song is bitterly sad. While seemly relating to the loss of a lover or simply a broken heart, it could really relate to just about anything, there's no doubt that the "won't cry for yesterday" relates to any loss of some kind. I've heard a lot of people say that yesterday is gone, but it is those days lost that have helped shape us... by all means, cry if you need to but never settle for an ordinary world.
Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue,
Thought I heard you talking softly.
I turned on the lights, the TV and the radio,
Still I can't escape the ghost of you.
What has happened to it all?
"Crazy," some would say.
Where is the life that I recognize?
Gone away...
But I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find.
And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world,
I will learn to survive.
Passion or coincidence once prompted you to say:
"Pride will tear us both apart."
Well now pride's gone out the window, cross the rooftops, run away,
Left me in the vacuum of my heart.
What is happening to me?
"Crazy," some would say.
Where is my friend when I need you most?
Gone away...
But I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find.
And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world,
I will learn to survive.
(Ooh, Ahh, Ooh)
Papers in the roadside tell of suffering and greed.
Fear today, forgot tomorrow... ooh
Here beside the news of holy war and holy need,
Ours is just a little sorrowed talk, just blown away
And I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find.
And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world,
I will learn to survive.
(Everyone,..)
If My World...
Everyone...
Any world...
Is my world...
Every world...
Is our world...
Anyone.
Sometimes all we really want is that which is ordinary, although I'm not quite sure that'll suffice. No, I'll keep on with a life that's less ordinary and a little more awesome.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Everybody's Free
Following on from yesterdays take of ordinary days...
I've posted this before, then again I've posted a few others before too. There are those days that seem like any other, and then a Tuesday strikes. "Everybody's Free" is one of those tracks that describes this properly. Baz Luhrmann gets it right in a mixture of poetry and song. That said, the poetry comes from Mary Schmich although I'm not sure about the music.
Ultimately while vary wary of Monday's, it's Tuesdays that haunt me the most... Just those random days, they start like any other...
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '99. Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my
own meandering experience... I will dispense this advice now
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh,
nevermind, you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until
they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself
and recall in a way you can't grasp now, how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked. You are NOT as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that
worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by
chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in life are apt to be things that never
crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday
Do one thing everyday that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing
this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life.
The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do
with their lives; some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still
don't.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you
won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40. Maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on
your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate
yourself too much or berate yourself either - your choices are half chance,
so are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can... don't be afraid of it, or what
other people think of it... it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance... even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines they will only make you feel UGLY.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they might be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they're your best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should
hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the
older you get, the more you need the people you knew
when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in
Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths. Prices will rise, Politicians will
philander, you too will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when
you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children
respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might
run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia; dispensing it is a way of fishing the past
from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts, and
recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
I've posted this before, then again I've posted a few others before too. There are those days that seem like any other, and then a Tuesday strikes. "Everybody's Free" is one of those tracks that describes this properly. Baz Luhrmann gets it right in a mixture of poetry and song. That said, the poetry comes from Mary Schmich although I'm not sure about the music.
Ultimately while vary wary of Monday's, it's Tuesdays that haunt me the most... Just those random days, they start like any other...
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '99. Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my
own meandering experience... I will dispense this advice now
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh,
nevermind, you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until
they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself
and recall in a way you can't grasp now, how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked. You are NOT as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that
worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by
chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in life are apt to be things that never
crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday
Do one thing everyday that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing
this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life.
The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do
with their lives; some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still
don't.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you
won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40. Maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on
your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate
yourself too much or berate yourself either - your choices are half chance,
so are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can... don't be afraid of it, or what
other people think of it... it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance... even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines they will only make you feel UGLY.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they might be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they're your best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should
hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the
older you get, the more you need the people you knew
when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in
Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths. Prices will rise, Politicians will
philander, you too will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when
you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children
respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might
run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia; dispensing it is a way of fishing the past
from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts, and
recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
Idle Tuesdays, beware idle Tuesdays...
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Ordinary Day
It happens fairly frequently than any ordinary day becomes something a lot more.
Today I'm going with "Ordinary Day" by Vanessa Carlton is such a cheery track that I just had to throw it at Monday. The lines, "that everyday he finds, just what he's looking for" really sum up so much, you really will always find what you're looking for, but, the trick remains to shine.
There's so much about this song that I just love but think at the end of it all, it's about turning every day into something more than ordinary, "live while you can" is one of those lines that's been stolen and people now use it as an excuse to do silly things. Ultimately they've got it rather wrong, do things because you need to live while you can... by all means look back afterwards and think, "heck that was silly or even down right stupid" if you must.
So for every ordinary day to be had:
Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just trying to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky.
And as he asked if I would come along
I started to realize
That everyday he finds
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.
And He said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you feel your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words
Although they did not feel
For I felt what I had not felt before
And you'd swear those words couldn't heal.
And as I looked up into those eyes
His vision borrows mine.
And I know he's no stranger,
For I feel I've held him for all of time.
And he said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
In the palm of your hand.
Please come with me,
See what I see.
Touch the stars for time will not flee.
Time will not flee.
Can you see?
Just a dream, just an ordinary dream.
As I wake in bed
And the boy, that ordinary boy
Or was it all in my head?
Did he asked if I would come along
It all seemed so real.
But as I looked to the door,
I saw that boy standing there with a deal.
And he said take my hand,
Live while you can,
Don't you see all your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
In the palm of your hand,
In the palm of your hand.
Just a day, just an ordinary day
Just trying to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky.
Seems that even that which seems ordinary is so much more but what really matters is what you can see.
Today I'm going with "Ordinary Day" by Vanessa Carlton is such a cheery track that I just had to throw it at Monday. The lines, "that everyday he finds, just what he's looking for" really sum up so much, you really will always find what you're looking for, but, the trick remains to shine.
There's so much about this song that I just love but think at the end of it all, it's about turning every day into something more than ordinary, "live while you can" is one of those lines that's been stolen and people now use it as an excuse to do silly things. Ultimately they've got it rather wrong, do things because you need to live while you can... by all means look back afterwards and think, "heck that was silly or even down right stupid" if you must.
So for every ordinary day to be had:
Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just trying to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky.
And as he asked if I would come along
I started to realize
That everyday he finds
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.
And He said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you feel your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words
Although they did not feel
For I felt what I had not felt before
And you'd swear those words couldn't heal.
And as I looked up into those eyes
His vision borrows mine.
And I know he's no stranger,
For I feel I've held him for all of time.
And he said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
In the palm of your hand.
Please come with me,
See what I see.
Touch the stars for time will not flee.
Time will not flee.
Can you see?
Just a dream, just an ordinary dream.
As I wake in bed
And the boy, that ordinary boy
Or was it all in my head?
Did he asked if I would come along
It all seemed so real.
But as I looked to the door,
I saw that boy standing there with a deal.
And he said take my hand,
Live while you can,
Don't you see all your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
In the palm of your hand,
In the palm of your hand.
Just a day, just an ordinary day
Just trying to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky.
Seems that even that which seems ordinary is so much more but what really matters is what you can see.
Monday, July 23, 2012
I Wanna Go
It's been ages since my last post, so think I had better get back to it. So no place better to start than well...
I've posted this one before... but because it makes me happy I'm going to post it again. "I Wanna Go" by Britney is one of those rather, different tracks. As with so many of Britney's tracks of late this tells a story that you might not get up front, but think about for a while.
If you're really looking for a laugh, check out the music video. Although I'm not so sure about that one guy being cool. Ultimately it gets the job done, you can't look away wondering at what exactly will be happening next.
Lately I been stuck imagining
What I wanna do and what I really think,
time to flow out
Be a little inappropriate
'Cause I know that everybody's thinkin' it
when the lights out
Shame on me
To need release
Uncontrollably
I wanna go all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
I wanna go, all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
Lately people got me all tied up
There's a countdown waiting for me to erupt
Time to blow out
I've been told who I should do it with
To keep both my hands above the blanket
When the lights out
Shame on me
To need release
Uncontrollably
I wanna go all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
I wanna go, all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
Shame on me (shame on me)
To need release (to need release)
Uncontrollably (uncontrollably)
I wanna go, all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
I wanna go, all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
Shame on me? Nah...
I've posted this one before... but because it makes me happy I'm going to post it again. "I Wanna Go" by Britney is one of those rather, different tracks. As with so many of Britney's tracks of late this tells a story that you might not get up front, but think about for a while.
If you're really looking for a laugh, check out the music video. Although I'm not so sure about that one guy being cool. Ultimately it gets the job done, you can't look away wondering at what exactly will be happening next.
Lately I been stuck imagining
What I wanna do and what I really think,
time to flow out
Be a little inappropriate
'Cause I know that everybody's thinkin' it
when the lights out
Shame on me
To need release
Uncontrollably
I wanna go all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
I wanna go, all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
Lately people got me all tied up
There's a countdown waiting for me to erupt
Time to blow out
I've been told who I should do it with
To keep both my hands above the blanket
When the lights out
Shame on me
To need release
Uncontrollably
I wanna go all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
I wanna go, all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
Shame on me (shame on me)
To need release (to need release)
Uncontrollably (uncontrollably)
I wanna go, all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
I wanna go, all the way
Taking out my freak tonight
I wanna show
All the dirt
I am running through my mind
Shame on me? Nah...
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Rock Star
I know it's been a while, I've gotten a little slack of late, but hope to fix that in the coming future.
I've finally done it, signed up for music lessons. It was about time I learned to actually play one of my guitars, so who knows. But hope it's going to break out a more creative and different side to me, been feeling a little 2 dimensional of late, and as the saying goes the only one that can change things is me.
Today's track comes from Miley because heck, as it turns out, "I might even be a rock star" and I'm pretty sure it's my time to shine. If anyone's seen "The Rocker" you'll know that it's never too late to have a go at the big time... That said, I'm just looking for my time.
Yeah oh oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Sometimes I walk a little faster
In the school hallway
Just to get next to you
Some days I spend a little extra
Time in the morning
Just to impress you
Guess you don't notice
Guess you don't need this
Sad you're not seein' what you're missin'
On the outside shyin' away
On the inside dyin' to say
Im unusual
Not so typical
Way too smart to be waiting around
Tai chi practicing
Snowboard champion
I could fix the flat on your car
I might even be a rock star
I might even be a rock star
Sometimes I wish when the phone rings
That it would be you
Saying "Let's hang out!"
Then you confess
That there's something special between us
Why don't we find out
Guess you don't know me
Guess you don't need me
Why you're not seein' what you're missin'?
On the outside shyin' away
On the inside dyin' to say
I'm unusual
Not so typical
Way too smart to be waiting around
Tai chi practicing
Snowboard champion
I could fix the flat on your car
I might even be a rock star
I might even be a rockstar.. [a rockerstar]
If you only knew the real me
I might even be a rock star
I'm telling you that we are meant to be
Now wouldn't it be nice if you could see
That I really am a rock star
yeah yeah
I'm unusual
Not so typical
Way too smart to be waiting around
Tai chi practicing
Snowboard champion
I could fix the flat on your car
Rockin it whereever we are
yeah yeah
Cuz I really am a rock star
Yea I really am a rockstar
I am a rock star
wao oh oh
yeah
GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY!!!
I've got about 6 months to learn something before the year end showcase that the school puts on. Oddly enough I did say that before the year is done, "I'll be a rockstar!"
Monday, June 25, 2012
Dark Paradise
Well, I've not posted in a while but... I'm back.
Spent Saturday at my local pub and enjoyed a full on music festival put on by the local music school. While they were all pretty awesome, two caught my imagination most of all. Little Gemma, at just 8, was fantastic, covering "Call Me, Maybe" which really made me chuckle. And an unknown who really did an amazing cover of "Video Games" by Lana Del Rey.
Today's song is "Dark Paradise" by Lana Del Rey. I've had it on my playlist for a while and somehow it just kinda reminds me that time keeps ticking by... that things keep changing, but the more they do, the more stable many other things become.
With that in mind, I've decided that it's about time I took out my poor guitar and actually took a few lessons. Deep down there's a song in everyone, just need to find mine. A quiet place in the dark that'll remind me of who I really am.
All my friends tell me I should move on
I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song
Ah, that's how you sing it
Loving you forever, can't be wrong
Even though you're not here, won't move on
Ah, that's how we play it
And there's no remedy for memory your face
Like a melody, it won't lift my head
Your soul is hunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
All my friends ask me why I stay strong
Tell 'em when you find true love it lives on
Ah, that's why I stay here
And there's no remedy for memory your face
Like a melody, it won't lift my head
Your soul is hunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
But there's no you, except in my dreams tonight
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
There's no relief, I see you in my sleep
And everybody's rushing me, but I can feel you touching me
There's no release, I feel you in my dreams
Telling me I'm fine
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
But that there's no you, except in my dreams tonight
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
Spent Saturday at my local pub and enjoyed a full on music festival put on by the local music school. While they were all pretty awesome, two caught my imagination most of all. Little Gemma, at just 8, was fantastic, covering "Call Me, Maybe" which really made me chuckle. And an unknown who really did an amazing cover of "Video Games" by Lana Del Rey.
Today's song is "Dark Paradise" by Lana Del Rey. I've had it on my playlist for a while and somehow it just kinda reminds me that time keeps ticking by... that things keep changing, but the more they do, the more stable many other things become.
With that in mind, I've decided that it's about time I took out my poor guitar and actually took a few lessons. Deep down there's a song in everyone, just need to find mine. A quiet place in the dark that'll remind me of who I really am.
All my friends tell me I should move on
I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song
Ah, that's how you sing it
Loving you forever, can't be wrong
Even though you're not here, won't move on
Ah, that's how we play it
And there's no remedy for memory your face
Like a melody, it won't lift my head
Your soul is hunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
All my friends ask me why I stay strong
Tell 'em when you find true love it lives on
Ah, that's why I stay here
And there's no remedy for memory your face
Like a melody, it won't lift my head
Your soul is hunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
But there's no you, except in my dreams tonight
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
There's no relief, I see you in my sleep
And everybody's rushing me, but I can feel you touching me
There's no release, I feel you in my dreams
Telling me I'm fine
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
But that there's no you, except in my dreams tonight
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
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