Song | Glow |
Artist | Being As An Ocean |
Album | Waiting For Morning To Come |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:28.63] | There can be so much tragedy in a smile |
[00:35.24] | Such desperation in embrace |
[00:39.77] | We all ache for a taste of humanity |
[00:46.21] | As the widow, for one last glimpse of her beloved's face |
[00:52.51] | We all ache |
[00:56.39] | We all long for security |
[01:00.16] | Sanctuary, belonging |
[01:03.16] | What then prompts the heart of stone |
[01:06.09] | Often the object of overlooked affections |
[01:10.26] | To slash and burn |
[01:12.17] | Before the harvest reaps what was sewn |
[01:15.18] | To look half-themselves in the eyes |
[01:17.83] | See the scars on their skin |
[01:19.62] | And continue to not pay ****ing attention |
[01:23.74] | Like street lamps, we glow so dim |
[01:37.36] | Like four walls, you've shut me in |
[01:44.88] | ("This is a dream, and in dreams |
[01:46.89] | you can do anything you darn please!") |
[01:51.11] | (I can't stop paying attention!) |
[01:56.92] | Like street lamps, we glow so dim |
[01:59.19] | Shattered people, shatter hopes |
[02:05.37] | Like four walls, you've shut me in |
[02:13.87] | Don't be misery's company |
[02:18.23] | ni em tuhs ev'uoy ,sllaw ruof ekiL |
[02:29.69] | If only more of us would choose to look back |
[02:32.92] | Contemplate those springs of youth |
[02:36.81] | Recollections of laughter |
[02:38.76] | Recall that sense of wonder |
[02:41.38] | when nothing else seemed to matter |
[02:43.95] | Time has a funny way of coercion |
[02:48.20] | Tricks us into thinking that our past dreams |
[02:51.50] | We're only passing lunacies |
[02:54.32] | better scattered to the wind |
[02:57.56] | Lamenting "I'll never love like my first |
[03:01.58] | though I've forgotten their kiss |
[03:03.37] | I'll never truly be happy |
[03:04.96] | though I can't remember the joys of heaven" |
[03:08.17] | I can't stop paying attention |
[03:15.28] | I swear I'll keep remembering! |
[03:25.29] | Like street lamps, we glow so dim |
[03:33.13] | Due to the shade in which we're placed |
[03:39.34] | Like four walls, you've shut me in |
[03:47.00] | Homes were never meant to be prisons! |
[03:51.91] | So every time I pick up a mic |
[03:54.81] | I pray my words only serve to remind |
[03:58.34] | This life is what we make of it |
[04:01.79] | Though we can feel so trapped in our own minds |
[04:05.53] | From every morning's breath, we can choose |
[04:09.27] | End the cycles of self abuse |
[04:12.78] | I'll embrace the vulnerable |
[04:16.12] | I'll embrace the broken |
[04:19.48] | We can only know what we're shown |
[04:22.81] | And I know that Love is worth the risk |
[04:26.31] | Blood is thicker than the water of the womb |
[04:30.12] | Let me kiss the scars on your wrists |
[04:33.53] | And no matter who has told you differently… |
[04:37.41] | You are worth everything |
[04:44.31] | You are worth everything |
[00:28.63] | There can be so much tragedy in a smile |
[00:35.24] | Such desperation in embrace |
[00:39.77] | We all ache for a taste of humanity |
[00:46.21] | As the widow, for one last glimpse of her beloved' s face |
[00:52.51] | We all ache |
[00:56.39] | We all long for security |
[01:00.16] | Sanctuary, belonging |
[01:03.16] | What then prompts the heart of stone |
[01:06.09] | Often the object of overlooked affections |
[01:10.26] | To slash and burn |
[01:12.17] | Before the harvest reaps what was sewn |
[01:15.18] | To look halfthemselves in the eyes |
[01:17.83] | See the scars on their skin |
[01:19.62] | And continue to not pay ing attention |
[01:23.74] | Like street lamps, we glow so dim |
[01:37.36] | Like four walls, you' ve shut me in |
[01:44.88] | " This is a dream, and in dreams |
[01:46.89] | you can do anything you darn please!" |
[01:51.11] | I can' t stop paying attention! |
[01:56.92] | Like street lamps, we glow so dim |
[01:59.19] | Shattered people, shatter hopes |
[02:05.37] | Like four walls, you' ve shut me in |
[02:13.87] | Don' t be misery' s company |
[02:18.23] | ni em tuhs ev' uoy , sllaw ruof ekiL |
[02:29.69] | If only more of us would choose to look back |
[02:32.92] | Contemplate those springs of youth |
[02:36.81] | Recollections of laughter |
[02:38.76] | Recall that sense of wonder |
[02:41.38] | when nothing else seemed to matter |
[02:43.95] | Time has a funny way of coercion |
[02:48.20] | Tricks us into thinking that our past dreams |
[02:51.50] | We' re only passing lunacies |
[02:54.32] | better scattered to the wind |
[02:57.56] | Lamenting " I' ll never love like my first |
[03:01.58] | though I' ve forgotten their kiss |
[03:03.37] | I' ll never truly be happy |
[03:04.96] | though I can' t remember the joys of heaven" |
[03:08.17] | I can' t stop paying attention |
[03:15.28] | I swear I' ll keep remembering! |
[03:25.29] | Like street lamps, we glow so dim |
[03:33.13] | Due to the shade in which we' re placed |
[03:39.34] | Like four walls, you' ve shut me in |
[03:47.00] | Homes were never meant to be prisons! |
[03:51.91] | So every time I pick up a mic |
[03:54.81] | I pray my words only serve to remind |
[03:58.34] | This life is what we make of it |
[04:01.79] | Though we can feel so trapped in our own minds |
[04:05.53] | From every morning' s breath, we can choose |
[04:09.27] | End the cycles of self abuse |
[04:12.78] | I' ll embrace the vulnerable |
[04:16.12] | I' ll embrace the broken |
[04:19.48] | We can only know what we' re shown |
[04:22.81] | And I know that Love is worth the risk |
[04:26.31] | Blood is thicker than the water of the womb |
[04:30.12] | Let me kiss the scars on your wrists |
[04:33.53] | And no matter who has told you differently |
[04:37.41] | You are worth everything |
[04:44.31] | You are worth everything |
[00:28.63] | There can be so much tragedy in a smile |
[00:35.24] | Such desperation in embrace |
[00:39.77] | We all ache for a taste of humanity |
[00:46.21] | As the widow, for one last glimpse of her beloved' s face |
[00:52.51] | We all ache |
[00:56.39] | We all long for security |
[01:00.16] | Sanctuary, belonging |
[01:03.16] | What then prompts the heart of stone |
[01:06.09] | Often the object of overlooked affections |
[01:10.26] | To slash and burn |
[01:12.17] | Before the harvest reaps what was sewn |
[01:15.18] | To look halfthemselves in the eyes |
[01:17.83] | See the scars on their skin |
[01:19.62] | And continue to not pay ing attention |
[01:23.74] | Like street lamps, we glow so dim |
[01:37.36] | Like four walls, you' ve shut me in |
[01:44.88] | " This is a dream, and in dreams |
[01:46.89] | you can do anything you darn please!" |
[01:51.11] | I can' t stop paying attention! |
[01:56.92] | Like street lamps, we glow so dim |
[01:59.19] | Shattered people, shatter hopes |
[02:05.37] | Like four walls, you' ve shut me in |
[02:13.87] | Don' t be misery' s company |
[02:18.23] | ni em tuhs ev' uoy , sllaw ruof ekiL |
[02:29.69] | If only more of us would choose to look back |
[02:32.92] | Contemplate those springs of youth |
[02:36.81] | Recollections of laughter |
[02:38.76] | Recall that sense of wonder |
[02:41.38] | when nothing else seemed to matter |
[02:43.95] | Time has a funny way of coercion |
[02:48.20] | Tricks us into thinking that our past dreams |
[02:51.50] | We' re only passing lunacies |
[02:54.32] | better scattered to the wind |
[02:57.56] | Lamenting " I' ll never love like my first |
[03:01.58] | though I' ve forgotten their kiss |
[03:03.37] | I' ll never truly be happy |
[03:04.96] | though I can' t remember the joys of heaven" |
[03:08.17] | I can' t stop paying attention |
[03:15.28] | I swear I' ll keep remembering! |
[03:25.29] | Like street lamps, we glow so dim |
[03:33.13] | Due to the shade in which we' re placed |
[03:39.34] | Like four walls, you' ve shut me in |
[03:47.00] | Homes were never meant to be prisons! |
[03:51.91] | So every time I pick up a mic |
[03:54.81] | I pray my words only serve to remind |
[03:58.34] | This life is what we make of it |
[04:01.79] | Though we can feel so trapped in our own minds |
[04:05.53] | From every morning' s breath, we can choose |
[04:09.27] | End the cycles of self abuse |
[04:12.78] | I' ll embrace the vulnerable |
[04:16.12] | I' ll embrace the broken |
[04:19.48] | We can only know what we' re shown |
[04:22.81] | And I know that Love is worth the risk |
[04:26.31] | Blood is thicker than the water of the womb |
[04:30.12] | Let me kiss the scars on your wrists |
[04:33.53] | And no matter who has told you differently |
[04:37.41] | You are worth everything |
[04:44.31] | You are worth everything |