Glen Hansard - Falling Slowly
I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along
just finished reading the novel Opie has been wanting me to read for almost a year. still stuck in melancholia. bad things happened...but good things happened, too. so i can't possibly complain. this is life, Atiqah. you can't expect it to be smooth-sailing all the way through.
it's july 2008...i'll be a twenty one year old full-grown woman in a few months. how time flies.
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