*~*~*Sactuary: Paradise
Fears*~*~*
Go ahead and lie to yourself, and pretend that your a ray of light when you're a broken candle.
You're keeping time with yourself, when'd it all start moving way too fast for you to handle?
You're short on breath, heavy on time, You've lost the words but you have found the rhyme.
It's all just poetry now.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
It's so dark in the room, and the ceilings are high, You know the feeling you've been here before.
And it's a broken pew and it's an echoing cry.
Don't sell yourself short on breath, but heavy on time, You've lost the words but you found the rhyme.
It's all just poetry now.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
See we don't really care who you are, We've kind of got this non-exclusive policy of determining exactly who we open up to and let into our family,
And who becomes apart of our united mass of harmony, and thats kind of become the thesis to this song.
Because through suffering, acceptence, grief and strife.
There's no way your puzzle piece can fit into our puzzle wrong, because everyone is welcome on this stage that we call life.
And we don't really care who you are,
Everyone is capable of looking up and wishing on a star.
So catch it, so contagious, this day-dreamer's disease.
And hope can be you're sword, slaying darkness with belief.
And we don't really care who you are,
Regardless of how lost you are returning from, regardless of how far.
Bring me the worst of all your broken, bruised, insane.
Because that's the thing with music, when it hits you feel no pain.
No matter what you did I promise we forgave it, When all that's left is your voice you have no choice but to raise it.
All you broken hearts, all you dejected dreams, Just let yourself be free,
Because even broken wings can fly away.
In time you'll find, this life's a painting and you're the artist.
Just open your eyes, because it's never to late to clear the canvus.
So paint me jealous, paint me rage, for God's sake, painting me anything, just paint.
Your brush awaits.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
The walls sing you to sleep.
One secret meant to keep you safe at night, I swear the everything will be alright.
Sorry, I just had to write the whole song. It's absolutley amazing. When I first heard it I broke down a cried. This song speaks the truth, so whenever I listen to it, all I can be is the true me.
Anyways, if you read the whole thing thanks so much. If you don't want to read the whole thing feel free to just read the bolded part.
*~*~*LaughingForVariousReasons*~*~*
Go ahead and lie to yourself, and pretend that your a ray of light when you're a broken candle.
You're keeping time with yourself, when'd it all start moving way too fast for you to handle?
You're short on breath, heavy on time, You've lost the words but you have found the rhyme.
It's all just poetry now.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
It's so dark in the room, and the ceilings are high, You know the feeling you've been here before.
And it's a broken pew and it's an echoing cry.
Don't sell yourself short on breath, but heavy on time, You've lost the words but you found the rhyme.
It's all just poetry now.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
See we don't really care who you are, We've kind of got this non-exclusive policy of determining exactly who we open up to and let into our family,
And who becomes apart of our united mass of harmony, and thats kind of become the thesis to this song.
Because through suffering, acceptence, grief and strife.
There's no way your puzzle piece can fit into our puzzle wrong, because everyone is welcome on this stage that we call life.
And we don't really care who you are,
Everyone is capable of looking up and wishing on a star.
So catch it, so contagious, this day-dreamer's disease.
And hope can be you're sword, slaying darkness with belief.
And we don't really care who you are,
Regardless of how lost you are returning from, regardless of how far.
Bring me the worst of all your broken, bruised, insane.
Because that's the thing with music, when it hits you feel no pain.
No matter what you did I promise we forgave it, When all that's left is your voice you have no choice but to raise it.
All you broken hearts, all you dejected dreams, Just let yourself be free,
Because even broken wings can fly away.
In time you'll find, this life's a painting and you're the artist.
Just open your eyes, because it's never to late to clear the canvus.
So paint me jealous, paint me rage, for God's sake, painting me anything, just paint.
Your brush awaits.
The walls are singing Hallelujah amen.
The walls sing you to sleep.
One secret meant to keep you safe at night, I swear the everything will be alright.
Sorry, I just had to write the whole song. It's absolutley amazing. When I first heard it I broke down a cried. This song speaks the truth, so whenever I listen to it, all I can be is the true me.
Anyways, if you read the whole thing thanks so much. If you don't want to read the whole thing feel free to just read the bolded part.
*~*~*LaughingForVariousReasons*~*~*
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KarlaKutsWithKrayons
1 decade ago
I know exactly how you feel about this song. I did the same thing a while back, it pretty mch saved my life. I wouldn't be here right now if this song hadn't given me the strength to move on and stay strong.
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zimchim*
1 decade ago
same here...this song means so much to me. I can never get enough of it!!
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