I've been convinced to switch to WordPress. The features are just too appealing.
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Another blog MAY go up soon, though for different topics.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Day Five.
A picture of some place I've been to;
I have been to the world of Pon and Zi. In my dreams haha. But to be honest, there's nothing I could really put up here for any worth. I've been to church. I've been to SkyCroft. Nowhere I've been to has been of any consequence in my life, or has any true meaning to me.
Two places I've wanted to go however;
The ocean, and the sky.
I've read through the rest of the 30 questions, and to be honest, I'm looking forward to answering them.
I have been to the world of Pon and Zi. In my dreams haha. But to be honest, there's nothing I could really put up here for any worth. I've been to church. I've been to SkyCroft. Nowhere I've been to has been of any consequence in my life, or has any true meaning to me.
Two places I've wanted to go however;
The ocean, and the sky.
I've read through the rest of the 30 questions, and to be honest, I'm looking forward to answering them.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Day Four.
A habit that I wish I didn't have;
Most likely, this would be retreating into myself. I tend to... remove? myself from the world occasionally.
I want a big tattoo on my back. Or arms. In Latin.
Most likely, this would be retreating into myself. I tend to... remove? myself from the world occasionally.
I want a big tattoo on my back. Or arms. In Latin.
Bye.
Saying goodbye is harder than I thought.
I'll miss you.
I find it funny how I resist the word goodbye. It's as if if I never say it, you'll never leave. Maybe that's why I like fantasy so much. Because occasionally, wishes become reality.
I'll miss you.
I find it funny how I resist the word goodbye. It's as if if I never say it, you'll never leave. Maybe that's why I like fantasy so much. Because occasionally, wishes become reality.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Day Three.
A picture of me and my friends. Though quite a few people are missing in here, and if I was to claim legitimate, honest friends, this picture would be much, much smaller. There's maybe four or five, perhaps six people I can say I truly care about.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Day Dos.
The meaning behind my Blogger name;
Well, this depends depending on which name you take. KevinStartsWithK, which is self explanatory, or "Memories of Nobody."
Well, for the latter name... That's actually somewhat strange to explain but here goes. As I said in the last "challenge," I consider my own memories to be my favorite companion, which was actually an idea implanted in my mind by a book (Ender's Game). An idea that I took to heart instantly. Well, sorta. Hahahaha. To make it as basic as possible, I simply enjoy having my memories/thoughts backed up, or so to speak. As for the nobody, I don't know. I like that word?
Well, this depends depending on which name you take. KevinStartsWithK, which is self explanatory, or "Memories of Nobody."
Well, for the latter name... That's actually somewhat strange to explain but here goes. As I said in the last "challenge," I consider my own memories to be my favorite companion, which was actually an idea implanted in my mind by a book (Ender's Game). An idea that I took to heart instantly. Well, sorta. Hahahaha. To make it as basic as possible, I simply enjoy having my memories/thoughts backed up, or so to speak. As for the nobody, I don't know. I like that word?
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Saw it on Tommy's and Na's. Thought it was interesting.
Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself
Day 02- The meaning behind your Tumblr WordPress name
Day 03- A picture of you and your friends
Day 04- A habit that you wish you didn’t have
Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to
Day 06- Favorite super hero and why
Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you
Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why
Day 09- Something you’re proud of in the past few days
Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad
Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends
Day 12- How you found out about Tumblr WordPress and why you made one
Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you recently
Day 14- A picture of you and your family
Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play
Day 16- Another picture of yourself
Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why
Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have
Day 19- Nicknames you have; why do you have them
Day 20- Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future
Day 21- A picture of something that makes you happy
Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else
Day 23- Something you crave for a lot
Day 24- A letter to your parents
Day 25- What I would find in your bag
Day 26- What you think about your friends
Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge
Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?
Day 29- In this past month, what have you learned
Day 30- Who are you?
Day One.
Not all that recently, but close enough. I'm in the middle, with the blue shirt.
As for my 15 facts;
One; I really like using semicolons, for no reason other than I like how they look.
Two; I immensely enjoy reading. Give me a good fantasy (heh), sci-fi, or any just good book in general, and I will love you.
Three; I enjoy drawing, occasionally and only when the rare mood strikes me.
Four; Contrary to popular belief, I do not entirely hate school. It just bores me because I have contempt for authority in undeserving hands.
Five; My Korean name is Jung Sup. I really don't like it, to be 100% honest. It sounds... strange.
Six; I've jumped blog sites maybe four or five times, always because I start to despise either the lack of features and customization, or the lack of other people blogging in general.
Seven; One of my current favorite songs is War All (of?) The Time - Thursday.
Eight; My greatest companion is most likely myself, or at the very least, my memories.
Nine; If there is one thing I fear to a ridiculous degree, it's losing people. Which sadly enough happens rather often.
Ten; I often become very... Lost in myself, without entirely noticing. Apparently it scares people.
Eleven; I've always wanted to live in a time without the amount of technology we have today. Sure, technology is great but I've always seen it as a barrier between me and legitimate... life?
Twelve; One of my favorite musical artists is actually the composer of anime music. Heh. I find no shame in that. 鷺巣 詩郎. Sagisu Shirō.
Thirteen; I'm not that big on talking to most people. I just dislike it. Not entirely sure why.
Fourteen; It's my ambition to someday serve in the military.
Fifteen; My definition of a "beautiful life/death" is simple. To be remembered. And at peace.
Day 02- The meaning behind your Tumblr WordPress name
Day 03- A picture of you and your friends
Day 04- A habit that you wish you didn’t have
Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to
Day 06- Favorite super hero and why
Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you
Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why
Day 09- Something you’re proud of in the past few days
Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad
Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends
Day 12- How you found out about Tumblr WordPress and why you made one
Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you recently
Day 14- A picture of you and your family
Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play
Day 16- Another picture of yourself
Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why
Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have
Day 19- Nicknames you have; why do you have them
Day 20- Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future
Day 21- A picture of something that makes you happy
Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else
Day 23- Something you crave for a lot
Day 24- A letter to your parents
Day 25- What I would find in your bag
Day 26- What you think about your friends
Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge
Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?
Day 29- In this past month, what have you learned
Day 30- Who are you?
Day One.
Not all that recently, but close enough. I'm in the middle, with the blue shirt.
As for my 15 facts;
One; I really like using semicolons, for no reason other than I like how they look.
Two; I immensely enjoy reading. Give me a good fantasy (heh), sci-fi, or any just good book in general, and I will love you.
Three; I enjoy drawing, occasionally and only when the rare mood strikes me.
Four; Contrary to popular belief, I do not entirely hate school. It just bores me because I have contempt for authority in undeserving hands.
Five; My Korean name is Jung Sup. I really don't like it, to be 100% honest. It sounds... strange.
Six; I've jumped blog sites maybe four or five times, always because I start to despise either the lack of features and customization, or the lack of other people blogging in general.
Seven; One of my current favorite songs is War All (of?) The Time - Thursday.
Eight; My greatest companion is most likely myself, or at the very least, my memories.
Nine; If there is one thing I fear to a ridiculous degree, it's losing people. Which sadly enough happens rather often.
Ten; I often become very... Lost in myself, without entirely noticing. Apparently it scares people.
Eleven; I've always wanted to live in a time without the amount of technology we have today. Sure, technology is great but I've always seen it as a barrier between me and legitimate... life?
Twelve; One of my favorite musical artists is actually the composer of anime music. Heh. I find no shame in that. 鷺巣 詩郎. Sagisu Shirō.
Thirteen; I'm not that big on talking to most people. I just dislike it. Not entirely sure why.
Fourteen; It's my ambition to someday serve in the military.
Fifteen; My definition of a "beautiful life/death" is simple. To be remembered. And at peace.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Gone.
I feel as if I'm fading away. I'm scared to close my eyes, afraid that in that moment of darkness, I'll completely disappear.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Soundscape To Ardor.
I wonder why I can't sleep these days. Well, I suppose I can, I just try not to. I'm going to blame my music, because I need something to blame. It makes me think too much.
Soundscape To Ardor - Shiro Sagisu.
Soundscape To Ardor - Shiro Sagisu.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Saying goodbye to the night.
I figure it's better for me. Healthier, people say, although I don't understand why exactly. Regardless, it might be better for me psychologically. I spend my nights thinking about the less cheerful sides of life. Though I wonder if that would change at all, even if it was the day. Is it really worth it to give up one of the times I'm most at peace with myself (sadly), simply for what's "better" for me?
Eh, guess I'm having mixed feelings about this topic recently. Maybe I'm just a bit confused. Night was the most calming period of time for me. A moment that would spread into hours where I could slowly begin to understand myself, uninterrupted, not being judged.
Yet like all things I seem to have a hold on, it's... shattered?
Why can I never find peace in this house.
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It's funny how one thing in the middle of a thought can change so much.
Eh, guess I'm having mixed feelings about this topic recently. Maybe I'm just a bit confused. Night was the most calming period of time for me. A moment that would spread into hours where I could slowly begin to understand myself, uninterrupted, not being judged.
Yet like all things I seem to have a hold on, it's... shattered?
Why can I never find peace in this house.
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It's funny how one thing in the middle of a thought can change so much.
Connection. // Captivated.
It surprises me how much I can drift away at times. Apparently it's been happening to the point where people now notice. It sort of scares me. Well, I suppose it should. I feel as if I'm using you as an anchor right now. Well, not an anchor. Anchors are solid, sturdy, unmoving. It'd probably be better to say that I'm using you as a lifeline... One that I'm tempted to cut, yet at the same time I'm holding on for dear life.
I'm riding these waves, the water threatening to pull me under and drown me. Yet I'm somewhat at peace, even amidst the turmoil. But I understand, as soon as that line is broken, as soon as my connection to the world fades, it's over.
And the line is guaranteed to fall.
I suppose I'm just scared of the inevitable.
I just want to ask for you to take my hand and guide me. Like you once used to.
There's something... simply amazing about a beautiful story. So many elements that flow together to form something memorable. The many relationships between friends and family, multiple people intertwined in a web of just compassion and love. Legitimate, honest love. I say without shame that it's one of my strongest desires to have lived the life of a story. I sit here and think, "if only there were a way," to just find true adventure. To explore what's unknown. And all the while, have people near you who you can trust fully and honestly with your very own life. People who may not completely understand you, but who do understand that it's not necessary to analyze with depth every layer of your heart. People who trust in you. People who believe in all honesty with no reserve that you will always be there for them. I say again that it's one of the greatest desires of my heart to be apart of a story. I want to understand what it means to stand without fear before what you and others fear most. I want to understand what it means to protect those you love, and for that matter, simply understand love. I want my sins and actions to be known, yet even through the inevitable judgment that follows, have those who love me stand by my side and strengthen me.
I question sometimes if people feel the level of captivation and immersion into a story that I often feel. As I have said so often, I want something more. I wonder, if I was to ever find something so... beautiful and amazing, would I be meant to belong.
I'm riding these waves, the water threatening to pull me under and drown me. Yet I'm somewhat at peace, even amidst the turmoil. But I understand, as soon as that line is broken, as soon as my connection to the world fades, it's over.
And the line is guaranteed to fall.
I suppose I'm just scared of the inevitable.
I just want to ask for you to take my hand and guide me. Like you once used to.
There's something... simply amazing about a beautiful story. So many elements that flow together to form something memorable. The many relationships between friends and family, multiple people intertwined in a web of just compassion and love. Legitimate, honest love. I say without shame that it's one of my strongest desires to have lived the life of a story. I sit here and think, "if only there were a way," to just find true adventure. To explore what's unknown. And all the while, have people near you who you can trust fully and honestly with your very own life. People who may not completely understand you, but who do understand that it's not necessary to analyze with depth every layer of your heart. People who trust in you. People who believe in all honesty with no reserve that you will always be there for them. I say again that it's one of the greatest desires of my heart to be apart of a story. I want to understand what it means to stand without fear before what you and others fear most. I want to understand what it means to protect those you love, and for that matter, simply understand love. I want my sins and actions to be known, yet even through the inevitable judgment that follows, have those who love me stand by my side and strengthen me.
I question sometimes if people feel the level of captivation and immersion into a story that I often feel. As I have said so often, I want something more. I wonder, if I was to ever find something so... beautiful and amazing, would I be meant to belong.
Monday, August 9, 2010
These books.
They're eventually going to be the death of me. They drive me to insanity, constantly wishing for something more, something that's simply not reality.
They're just... captivating.
They're just... captivating.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Scream.
I don't want to speak. I don't want to eat. I don't want to drink. I don't want to breathe. I feel like I'm going insane.
I want to pour out my mind, but at the same time I realize there's nobody who can stand by me in this and simply speak to me. In this regard I'm alone with my thoughts.
Why are words so hard to form.
I want to pour out my mind, but at the same time I realize there's nobody who can stand by me in this and simply speak to me. In this regard I'm alone with my thoughts.
Why are words so hard to form.
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I honestly cannot remember a time where I have felt more lost. It's as if I'm wandering in the dark, occasionally glimpsing a light but it disappears in a split second.
l.o.s.t.
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Why do you deal with it? I notice the short flashes of sadness on your face before they're covered.
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So much to say. So few ways to say it. So few words to express truth.
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Hesitant. Is truth worth the loss?
l.o.s.t.
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Why do you deal with it? I notice the short flashes of sadness on your face before they're covered.
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So much to say. So few ways to say it. So few words to express truth.
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Hesitant. Is truth worth the loss?
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Scared?
I suppose you could say I'm scared.
Or maybe not. There is fear there, underlying all...
But I still can't put my finger on the true emotion.
Maybe it's hopelessness.
Slowly coming to terms with reality.
How much more can this feeling of anxiety grow. It eats at me.
Or maybe not. There is fear there, underlying all...
But I still can't put my finger on the true emotion.
Maybe it's hopelessness.
Slowly coming to terms with reality.
How much more can this feeling of anxiety grow. It eats at me.
Quiet Storm.
Tell me why 그대가 떠나고
Tell me why 무엇도 느낄수가 없어
왜 나를 떠나가나요 그대
이유만이라도 내게 말해줘요
Tell me why 내가 싫은건지
Tell me why 아니면 다른이유인지
왜 나를 떠나가나요 제발
거짓말이라고 말해줘요
Tell me why
도저히 잊을수가 없어 너와의 추억
어딜 가도 모두 너에 흔적 뿐이야
처음엔 그저 나에 허전함을달래줄
그런 사람이 필요해서 너를 만났어
하지만 난 니가 떠난 후에야 소중함을 알았어
하루에 몇번씩이나 너의 미니홈피를 들어가서
이제는 끝이라는 일기장들을 훔쳐 보고 나서
다시 또 생각해 정말로 이거는 아닌데
단 한번만이라도 너와 다시 만나길 기도해
처음엔 별거 아니라 생각했었는데
나혼자 시간이 멈춘듯한게 느껴졌네
끝인줄 알았으면 너와 천천히 걸었을텐데
가지말란 말도 이제는 내맘 표현이 안돼
널 볼수없는 나 니 번호를 누르지 못하는 나
두눈잃은 장님같애 나
하루세끼 먹는것도 힘이들어 그저 니 사진만
인정해야겠지 좋은사람 만나길 바래야겠지만
근데 안하던 기도해 청승맞게
Tell me why 그대가 떠나고
Tell me why 무엇도 느낄수가 없어
왜 나를 떠나가나요 그대
이유만이라도 내게 말해줘요
Tell me why 내가 싫은건지
Tell me why 아니면 다른이유인지
왜 나를 떠나가나요 제발
거짓말이라고 말해줘요
Tell me why
너와나 사랑의 시작은 같았지만
결국에 끝은 다른것 같아
서로가 만난시간 차라리 널 만나지 않았으면
행복이란걸 몰랐을 텐데 널 안지 않았으면
세상 기쁨 느끼지 못했을텐데
왜 나를 떠나갔어 너를 다신 볼 수 없는건 견딜수 없어
왜 아무말도 없어 니가 사준 반지 보면 눈물이흘러
다시 생각해봐 우리 좋았었던 그날
난 너없으면 아무것도 할수없는거 알잖아
Tell me why 그대가 떠나고
Tell me why 무엇도 느낄수가 없어
왜 나를 떠나가나요 그대
이유만이라도 내게 말해줘요
Tell me why 내가 싫은건지
Tell me why 아니면 다른이유인지
왜 나를 떠나가나요 제발
거짓말이라고 말해줘요
Tell me why
Look i can`t believe
baby why you leave me
please come back to me
please give me a reason
yeah untouchable
견딜 수 없는 하루는 계속 반복 돼
꿈에서도 너의 뒷모습이 나오기 시작해
생각없이 틀었던 TV속 영화를 보고
눈물이 흐르기 시작해
무심코 틀었던 음악에 보게 되는 우리의 사진
가지말라며 붙잡던 나 떠날거면 누구보다
냉정하게 떠나던가
왜 아쉬움을 뒤로한 채 슬픈 모습을 보였을까
나를 헷갈리게 만드는 어려운 반응
(점점 더 가슴이 아파와)
Tell me why 그대가 떠나고
Tell me why 무엇도 느낄수가 없어
왜 나를 떠나가나요 그대
이유만이라도 내게 말해줘요
Tell me why 내가 싫은건지
Tell me why 아니면 다른이유인지
왜 나를 떠나가나요 제발
거짓말이라고 말해줘요
Tell me why
Although this song in no way applies to me, I still love it.
And I'm beginning to slowly realize that as I attempt to read Korean, I apparently know more than I think. I just need a little something to jog my memory occasionally.
Tell Me Why - Untouchable.
Tell me why 무엇도 느낄수가 없어
왜 나를 떠나가나요 그대
이유만이라도 내게 말해줘요
Tell me why 내가 싫은건지
Tell me why 아니면 다른이유인지
왜 나를 떠나가나요 제발
거짓말이라고 말해줘요
Tell me why
도저히 잊을수가 없어 너와의 추억
어딜 가도 모두 너에 흔적 뿐이야
처음엔 그저 나에 허전함을달래줄
그런 사람이 필요해서 너를 만났어
하지만 난 니가 떠난 후에야 소중함을 알았어
하루에 몇번씩이나 너의 미니홈피를 들어가서
이제는 끝이라는 일기장들을 훔쳐 보고 나서
다시 또 생각해 정말로 이거는 아닌데
단 한번만이라도 너와 다시 만나길 기도해
처음엔 별거 아니라 생각했었는데
나혼자 시간이 멈춘듯한게 느껴졌네
끝인줄 알았으면 너와 천천히 걸었을텐데
가지말란 말도 이제는 내맘 표현이 안돼
널 볼수없는 나 니 번호를 누르지 못하는 나
두눈잃은 장님같애 나
하루세끼 먹는것도 힘이들어 그저 니 사진만
인정해야겠지 좋은사람 만나길 바래야겠지만
근데 안하던 기도해 청승맞게
Tell me why 그대가 떠나고
Tell me why 무엇도 느낄수가 없어
왜 나를 떠나가나요 그대
이유만이라도 내게 말해줘요
Tell me why 내가 싫은건지
Tell me why 아니면 다른이유인지
왜 나를 떠나가나요 제발
거짓말이라고 말해줘요
Tell me why
너와나 사랑의 시작은 같았지만
결국에 끝은 다른것 같아
서로가 만난시간 차라리 널 만나지 않았으면
행복이란걸 몰랐을 텐데 널 안지 않았으면
세상 기쁨 느끼지 못했을텐데
왜 나를 떠나갔어 너를 다신 볼 수 없는건 견딜수 없어
왜 아무말도 없어 니가 사준 반지 보면 눈물이흘러
다시 생각해봐 우리 좋았었던 그날
난 너없으면 아무것도 할수없는거 알잖아
Tell me why 그대가 떠나고
Tell me why 무엇도 느낄수가 없어
왜 나를 떠나가나요 그대
이유만이라도 내게 말해줘요
Tell me why 내가 싫은건지
Tell me why 아니면 다른이유인지
왜 나를 떠나가나요 제발
거짓말이라고 말해줘요
Tell me why
Look i can`t believe
baby why you leave me
please come back to me
please give me a reason
yeah untouchable
견딜 수 없는 하루는 계속 반복 돼
꿈에서도 너의 뒷모습이 나오기 시작해
생각없이 틀었던 TV속 영화를 보고
눈물이 흐르기 시작해
무심코 틀었던 음악에 보게 되는 우리의 사진
가지말라며 붙잡던 나 떠날거면 누구보다
냉정하게 떠나던가
왜 아쉬움을 뒤로한 채 슬픈 모습을 보였을까
나를 헷갈리게 만드는 어려운 반응
(점점 더 가슴이 아파와)
Tell me why 그대가 떠나고
Tell me why 무엇도 느낄수가 없어
왜 나를 떠나가나요 그대
이유만이라도 내게 말해줘요
Tell me why 내가 싫은건지
Tell me why 아니면 다른이유인지
왜 나를 떠나가나요 제발
거짓말이라고 말해줘요
Tell me why
Although this song in no way applies to me, I still love it.
And I'm beginning to slowly realize that as I attempt to read Korean, I apparently know more than I think. I just need a little something to jog my memory occasionally.
Tell Me Why - Untouchable.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
I'll take this on...
So hold your head up high and know
It's not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before
You pack your things and head home
At the end of the road
You'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for at the end of the road
I know 'cause my feet have the scars to show
I was lost with vague direction and no place to call home...
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There’s nothing left for me here
I’m grabbing on to what’s left of this hole
It’s all too real, this can’t be
Happening
Never again, ever again, will I say I'm okay
I'm scared of the fate that will
Become mine, become mine
No time to talk, No time to talk, you know the drill
Under my desk this can't be it
I’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreaming
But I can’t get up. No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is where I arrange
Under my desk this can’t be it
I’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreaming
But I can’t get up
No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is where I arrange
It’s so funny how we see things so clear
When we have no time
Left to live
So lay back down and take it in
I won’t say a word.
So lay back down and take it in
I won’t say anything.
I can’t believe how it feels
To stand here in this room
And feel like it’s going to blow
I think we’re all going to blow
Under my desk this can’t be it
I’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreaming
But I can’t get up
No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is what I await
I've got to be dreaming
He's got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
We've got to be
We've got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
we've got to be dreaming
Please don't wake me up
This is the end
This is the end
This is the end
-----
Speak up
My ears are growing weary
I’ll sing this to the end
And watch the waves crash over me
Speak up
My ears are growing weary
I’ll sing this to the end
And watch the waves crash over me
Not too much to overcome with enough time to turn it all around
In a picture perfect scenery I’ve become a stick figure illustration
My eyes roll back and focus on what’s ahead
I can still stand if you lend the hand to brace me
I’ll take this on my own
I’ll take this on my own
I’ll take this on...
-----
It's not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before
You pack your things and head home
At the end of the road
You'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for at the end of the road
I know 'cause my feet have the scars to show
I was lost with vague direction and no place to call home...
-----
There’s nothing left for me here
I’m grabbing on to what’s left of this hole
It’s all too real, this can’t be
Happening
Never again, ever again, will I say I'm okay
I'm scared of the fate that will
Become mine, become mine
No time to talk, No time to talk, you know the drill
Under my desk this can't be it
I’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreaming
But I can’t get up. No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is where I arrange
Under my desk this can’t be it
I’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreaming
But I can’t get up
No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is where I arrange
It’s so funny how we see things so clear
When we have no time
Left to live
So lay back down and take it in
I won’t say a word.
So lay back down and take it in
I won’t say anything.
I can’t believe how it feels
To stand here in this room
And feel like it’s going to blow
I think we’re all going to blow
Under my desk this can’t be it
I’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreaming
But I can’t get up
No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is what I await
I've got to be dreaming
He's got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
We've got to be
We've got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
we've got to be dreaming
Please don't wake me up
This is the end
This is the end
This is the end
-----
Speak up
My ears are growing weary
I’ll sing this to the end
And watch the waves crash over me
Speak up
My ears are growing weary
I’ll sing this to the end
And watch the waves crash over me
Not too much to overcome with enough time to turn it all around
In a picture perfect scenery I’ve become a stick figure illustration
My eyes roll back and focus on what’s ahead
I can still stand if you lend the hand to brace me
I’ll take this on my own
I’ll take this on my own
I’ll take this on...
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