idk - Stripped Live Sessions
I've been thinking about the saying of the fallen trees
They were loud, made no sound, cause no one ever perceived
But philosophy is not the thing that's getting to me
It's the fact that I've been writing fallen tree symphonies
Here's a little secret that I think you should know
I've never been able to correctly compose
A melody that takes you to the place that I go
When my heart says "yes" but my God says "no"
Are my eyes open or closed?
I'm walking lightning lit roads
All I know is I don't know
I don't see the point in ever trying to explain
With this repetitive behaviour they might call me insane
So I'll settle for your pity just to numb out my pain
But God forbid I make it just to suffer in vain
Honestly, there's gotta be a much better way
The harder I try the more I'm slipping away
Can we find a resolution with a little less pain?
Can You show me that I'm broken without making me break?
Why is loving so hard?
Why do endings have to start?
Is every battle worth its scars?
Maybe people listen but does anyone hear?
The heart of a song cannot be heard in the ears
I'm writing in love and composing in tears
It's my way of trying to make the memories clear
Something must have happened when I tried to look back
I thought we lived in colour but the pictures are black
Suddenly my memory has panic attacks
The hope that I was holding to is starting to lack
Maybe I've been suffocating under a lie
What if all the silence was a simple reply?
And I was not the only one who started to cry
When we looked at our roads and we said our goodbyes
Maybe all this wasn't wrong?
Were You beside me all along?
They were loud, made no sound, cause no one ever perceived
But philosophy is not the thing that's getting to me
It's the fact that I've been writing fallen tree symphonies
Here's a little secret that I think you should know
I've never been able to correctly compose
A melody that takes you to the place that I go
When my heart says "yes" but my God says "no"
Are my eyes open or closed?
I'm walking lightning lit roads
All I know is I don't know
I don't see the point in ever trying to explain
With this repetitive behaviour they might call me insane
So I'll settle for your pity just to numb out my pain
But God forbid I make it just to suffer in vain
Honestly, there's gotta be a much better way
The harder I try the more I'm slipping away
Can we find a resolution with a little less pain?
Can You show me that I'm broken without making me break?
Why is loving so hard?
Why do endings have to start?
Is every battle worth its scars?
Maybe people listen but does anyone hear?
The heart of a song cannot be heard in the ears
I'm writing in love and composing in tears
It's my way of trying to make the memories clear
Something must have happened when I tried to look back
I thought we lived in colour but the pictures are black
Suddenly my memory has panic attacks
The hope that I was holding to is starting to lack
Maybe I've been suffocating under a lie
What if all the silence was a simple reply?
And I was not the only one who started to cry
When we looked at our roads and we said our goodbyes
Maybe all this wasn't wrong?
Were You beside me all along?
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