Musicpervs Posts

Work Song – Hozier

to friends, I’ll never talk to,… ever,

to the ones I’ve known closely but will never meet again, ever,

to those I have hurt; them, who don’t even want to see my face,

to people who won’t miss me, forever

to so many, who never knew my story, 

who never hung around to live my story in whispers and tears, in screams and smiles,

it is not our fault for our short life moments together.

it is not our fault we don’t talk anymore.

it is not our fault we won’t understand each other this life.

Life is a beautiful chaos of misunderstandings.

Hope we’ll meet sometime, someday, somewhere, the next life.

You’re Still The One – Shania Twain

She was worth the long long wait.

She was worth all the pain, all the bitter sufferings.

I promise, she is like no one else.

She’s all I ever wanted.

She bequeathed me a warm, cozy shelter to open up,

She is family,

She is my home.

Flicker – Niall Horan

we all have unparallel tendencies to be arseholes.

I have been quite many times myself,

each life’s choices is like a tightrope walk,

a slip will do.

… which is why, your food for the brain today,

think,

think again,

spend some time in utter isolation,

think damn you,

and only then,

act.

In the pursuit of happiness,

my biggest regret was that I had forgotten to be happy.

still and all, she came and changed everything.

Dynamite – Sigrid

because,

to him, you are a free ‘human‘,

a kind, cherry, one hell of a humble kind,

to him,

you are that,

beautiful imperfect one.

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Time To Say Goodbye –Sarah Brightman

sometimes you fail to write what you have it in your heart long written and waiting,

words come blur,

you erase and erase and erase and erase.

perfection scares you,

imperfection scares you as well.

still, you write,

still, you show up,

unafraid, unshaking, unhesitating,

unquestioned,

failing,

but unrusted.

weak,

but honest,

unhiding.

Jude In the Mountains – Dan Mangan

i understand,

it gets boring, uninteresting,

when you talk only about yourself,

your feelings, the worldview, your story.

not everyone is a family.

not everyone will open their hearts for you.

not everyone understands you.

not everyone is here for you.

not everyone is a whitespace.

Love Is A Bitch – Two Feet

we split, broke up,

we tore apart the size of pieces of shredded papers,

useless but still mattered,

moved on?

all of these, because,

oh! you were cheap.

but maybe it is not your fault,

it is just my head screaming.

Getting Close – Jeanne

we met, online.

it was cozy, it was a wide white space.

we texted words after words,

shot, shouted emojis after emojis,

but they were only words I reckon,

there were no feelings at all,

... and, so i left.

… we weren’t meant to happen.