Uploaded September 2018 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago
A congratulatory song for my friends' engagement. The lyrics are reflections on close friendships in life and in death. There are those we cherish because it's easy to...and those we forget about because of emotional strain, toughness, or we simply aren't around them that often. I'm not gonna preach what morality says you should do about that...
Lyrics:
One-thousand bandaids across my life,
Have lead to the least productive answers.
Aimless searching beyond compare,
To the heat of your healing voice.
Warming whispers derail the pain,
Of the thoughts I keep to myself.
And if you dare to touch me again,
Those insults I make are likely to break.
Two-million letdowns across my life,
Have lead to the most delightful friendships.
All mistakes will mysteriously vanish,
To the heat of your healing voice.
Truth and justice are hard to come by,
If not for the time you invest in me.
Dark pollution is powerless to the,
Tide we set that we haven’t seen yet.
Three-hundred witches across my life,
Have taught me to curse the ground I covet.
It’s a good thing you’ve shaken me off,
Of the island I keep to myself.
Advertise every strength and,
Muscle the manners of care.
I don’t know how you have,
So much love to give...
But not everybody does.
I have to let go of some promises,
Because some of us can’t be here today.
I hope they still like what we got them…
Every toss, every turn,
Every skirmish is addictive.
Please settle, my darling,
We must ration these days,
That no one else can share.
I don’t mind if you,
Paint across my life.
I would like us to,
Sing, dance, play,
Just be ourselves together,
Across our lives.
A congratulatory song for my friends' engagement. The lyrics are reflections on close friendships in life and in death. There are those we cherish because it's easy to...and those we forget about because of emotional strain, toughness, or we simply aren't around them that often. I'm not gonna preach what morality says you should do about that...
Lyrics:
One-thousand bandaids across my life,
Have lead to the least productive answers.
Aimless searching beyond compare,
To the heat of your healing voice.
Warming whispers derail the pain,
Of the thoughts I keep to myself.
And if you dare to touch me again,
Those insults I make are likely to break.
Two-million letdowns across my life,
Have lead to the most delightful friendships.
All mistakes will mysteriously vanish,
To the heat of your healing voice.
Truth and justice are hard to come by,
If not for the time you invest in me.
Dark pollution is powerless to the,
Tide we set that we haven’t seen yet.
Three-hundred witches across my life,
Have taught me to curse the ground I covet.
It’s a good thing you’ve shaken me off,
Of the island I keep to myself.
Advertise every strength and,
Muscle the manners of care.
I don’t know how you have,
So much love to give...
But not everybody does.
I have to let go of some promises,
Because some of us can’t be here today.
I hope they still like what we got them…
Every toss, every turn,
Every skirmish is addictive.
Please settle, my darling,
We must ration these days,
That no one else can share.
I don’t mind if you,
Paint across my life.
I would like us to,
Sing, dance, play,
Just be ourselves together,
Across our lives.
