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 Song of the day;;

→ The Dear Hunter - Wait


I lost my faith when I was young

I clenched my fist to bite my tongue

I leave a wake from all the things that I had done

'Cause there wouldn't be a thing when I moved on


Then I said wait

Are our bodies really piles of dirt?

And is the soul just a metaphor?

I keep my eyes from looking too far up

I fear that there is a heaven above


I stood in lines to bow my head

I'd fold my hands and speak in tongues

To whisper worries to the dead

But I could tell no apparition heard a single word I said

But I'd still call my fear in to the air


Then I said wait

Is my body really part of the earth

And is there blood running through my veins?

I'll know when I turn to dust

But I fear the answer isn't enough

So, will I never know heaven or hell?

Or is eternity something worse?

I keep my eyes from looking too far up

I fear that there is a heaven above

(Heaven above, heaven above)


I want to give it up

I want to give it up

I want to give it up

But I just need it too much


Wait

Is my body really part of the earth?

And is there blood running through my veins?

I'll know when I turn to dust

But I fear the answer isn't enough

So, will I never know heaven or hell?

Or is eternity something worse?

I keep my eyes from looking too far up


A fear that there is a heaven above

A fear that there is a heaven above

A fear that there is a heaven above

I hope there's not a heaven above

--

Tänään on ollu aika huono fiilis, mut ei se mitään. Joskus näin. Lisäksi mun palovarottimesta on vissiin patteri lopussa, kun se alko piippaamaan. Pakko soittaa huomenna ennen fysioterapiaan lähtöä kiinteistöhuoltoon, kun en mä yletä tota ottamaan alas millään ilveellä.

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