song lyrics

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Undercover (Dawn)

It is difficult to be the one who always holds faith, who believes that people are innately good and are more than what they show on the surface. It is difficult to be the one who is willing to be vulnerable to help others understand, only to have them not always do the same.

It’s kind of cold underneath the surface
But we get there in the end
We get there in the end

Undercover your skin feels soft
Out of the sun, in the dark, it’s what we’ve got
It’s a tired time, it’s a time to mellow
But the dawn reignites your fear

The sun’s coming up
Bruises startin’ to show
In the yawn of the sun and the light of yellow
Armour starts to regrow

You’re just straining for something new to be born
And you know it can’t wait

But the days are too long, and you’re tired, and you’re back in bed
Before the questions can start to sing the answers in your head
So I’m singing you to sleep silently
Awake in your dark, quietly

– Rebecca Elizabeth Anne

More Than This

Cradling stones hold fire bright as crickets call out to the moonlight, as you lean in to steal a kiss I’ll never need more than this.

We all share the pain of our histories but the ache goes away if you could see this night under stars, well, I call it peace if you say, ‘I’ll never need more than this’.

The trees grow so thick. You can barely see through. But the forest bestows the simplest of truths: you think you’ll be happy if granted one more wish but the truth is you’ll never need more, you’ll never need more, you’ll never need more than this.

Want so much in this life. There’s so much to be. We sail through our youth so impatiently until we see that the years move along and soldiers and heroes come home and they carry a song:
“Don’t live in forgotten times
May this always remind you of the sea under the skies blue looking glass.
Let’s make this our story, let’s live in the glory
Time, it fades away,
Precious as a song
Cause someday we’ll be gone”

Cradling stones hold fire bright as we watch the glow of the morning light…Someday our bones here they will lie, and so we sing as the years move along and soldiers and heroes come home and they carry a song:

“Let’s make this our story,
Let’s live in the glory
Time, it fades away,
Precious as a song
Cause someday we’ll be gone”

More Than This – Vanessa Carlton

the blue marble

Welcome to Earth

“Welcome to the planet. Welcome to existence. Everyone’s here, everyone’s here. Everybody’s watching you now. Everybody waits for you now. What happens next? What happens next? I dare you to move. I dare you to move. I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor. I dare you to move. I dare you to move like today never happened. Today never happened before. Welcome to the fallout. Welcome to resistance. The tension is here. Tension is here between who you are and who you could be, between how it is and how it should be. Maybe redemption has stories to tell. Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell. Where can you run to escape from yourself? Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go? Salvation is here. I dare you to move. I dare you to move. I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor. I dare you to move. I dare you to move like today never happened. Today never happened, today never happened, today never happened before.”

Dare You to Move – Switchfoot

Did I Mention? TBS

I used to love Taking Back Sunday. Listening to them again today, I realised I still do. Their older stuff, that is. It’s the lyrics that get me. They are fabulous.

She said
“don’t, don’t let it go to your head
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen”
She said
“you’re a touch overrated,
you’re a lush and I hate it
but these grass stains on my knees
they won’t mean a thing”

And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I’m something you’ll be missing
(is that I’m something that you’re missing)
(maybe I should hate you for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
(maybe I should hate you for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that…

I’d never lie to you
Unless I had to
I’ll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I’ll do what I got to, the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I’d apologize for bleeding on your shirt

And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I’m something you’ll be missing
(is that I’m something that you’re missing)
(maybe I should hate you for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
(maybe I should hate you for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that…

Cause I’m a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This’ll be last chance you get to drop my name
Cause I’m a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This’ll be last chance you get to drop my name

If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar (Maybe I should…)
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar (…hate you for this)
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar (Maybe I should…)
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar (…hate you for this)
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar (Maybe I should…)
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar (…hate you for this)
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar (Maybe I should…)
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar (…hate you for this)

Maybe I should hate you for this
(If only you knew half as much as you pretend to)
Maybe I should hate you for this
(If only you knew half as much as you pretend to)

You’re So Last Summer
Taking Back Sunday

You are, so last summer.