Maybe Life Is A Song, But You're Scared to Sing Along
This song was in the last episode of The O.C
"Patrick Park - Life is a Song"
You say life is a dream where we can't say what we mean Maybe just some roadside scene that we're driving past There's no telling where we'll be in a day or in a week And there's no promises of peace or of happiness
Well is this why you cling to every little thing And polverize and derrange all your senses Maybe life is a song but you're scared to song along Until the very ending
Oh, it's time to let go of everything we used to know Ideas that strengthen who we've been It's time to cut ties that won't ever free our minds From the chains and shackles that they're in
Oh, tell me what good is saying that you're free In a dark and storming sea You're chained to your history, you're surely sinking fast You say that you know that the good Lord's in control He's gonna bless and keep your tired and oh so restless soul But at the end of the day when every price has been paid You're gonna rise and sit beside him on some old seat of gold And won't you tell me why you live like you're afraid to die You'll die like you're afraid to go
Oh, it's time to let go of everything we used to know Ideas that strengthen who we've been It's time to cut ties that won't ever free our minds From chains and shackles that they're in From the chains and shackles that they're in
Well life is a dream 'cause we're all walking in our sleep You could see us stand in lines like we're dead upon our feet And we build our house of cards and then we wait for it to fall Always forget how strange it is just to be alive at all
I think it's about truly living life. "Maybe life is a song but you're scared to sing along". Scared of rejection, scared of failure but by not joining in you're really missing out on life.
The first stanza talks about the unpredictably of life: "there's no promises of peace or of happiness".
The second stanza says that that's why people don't take risks with their lives, because they're frightened, because there are no guarantees. And by the time you realise that it's almost too late and you're dying and there's nothing to do but think about all the opportunities you haven't taken.
Third stanza is saying that it's time to change all this. And it's going to be scary, letting go "of everything you used to know" but it means that when you die you'll be able to say that you've lived.
Fourth stanza. People always talk about being free but most of the time they're not really because they can't bring themselves to escape their own fears and truly take a risk. They use excuses like God and fate but at the end of the day we're all going to die so it makes no sense to waste your life being afraid.
And then the final stanza. Well you're right "life is a dream", but not for the reasons you think it is and it doesn't have to be. Life's a dream because so many people are afraid to live it. They just sleepwalk, going about their day-to-day lives and are possibly not happy but are too frightened to make a change. I think the line "we build our house of cards and then we wait for it to fall" is talking about all our expectations (society's expectations), all the material things that we think are important but at the end of the day it's all a "house of cards" because none of it is really real and important. The final line just takes us out of this material world and makes us appreciate how ridiculous all of these hopes are and how much of a wonder life is.
One day maybe we will dance again Under fiery skies One day maybe you will love again Love that never dies
One day maybe you will see the land Touch skin with sand You've been swimming in the lonely sea With no company
Oh, don't you want to find? Can't you hear this beauty in life? The roads, the highs, breaking up your life Can't you hear this beauty in life?
One day maybe you will cry again Just like a child You've gotta tie yourself to the mast my friend And the storm will end
Oh, don't you want to find? Can't you hear this beauty in life? The times, the highs, breaking up your mind Can't you hear this beauty in life?
Oh, you're too afraid to touch Too afraid you'll like it too much The roads, the times, breaking up your mind Can't you hear this beauty in life?
One day maybe I will dance again One day maybe I will love again One day maybe we will dance again You know you've gotta Tie yourself to the mast my friend And the storm will end One day maybe you will love again You've gotta tie yourself to the mast my friend And the storm will end
A place to call your own A place you can go to when you are on your own A place where I can say that everything is mine A place where I can spend my own time A place so close to heaven A place I wake up in and don’t feel alone A place I worked so hard to get A place I will never lose A place where new dreams come true A place I call my happy place
So this is me, "Mr. Perfect". The one that will always cover your back no matter what. When the rain starts poring I will lend you my jacket. When you are about to fall I will pick you up again. When we are about to sit down to eat I will help you with the chair. I will put sweet notes just to make you wonder where I put the next one. When we are going somewhere I will open up the door for you. When we are about to sleep, I will give you a good night kiss. Lay close to you for a while then move because I get to hot. I will make breakfast for you, even if we aren’t going up at the same time. The paper will lay next to your favorite cup. I’m open minded, we don’t have to like the same things or think alike. As long we can talk about it. I will listen when needed someone to talk to; speak freely for I do not read minds. I’ll always lend two extra hands when your own get full, just don’t forget to ask. I will surprise you with gifts, not because I made something wrong, because I love to see that smile on your face. I do not lie and I always tell the truth, even when it hurts. Sharing is caring. I’m someone you can lay a bit of your trust in knowing it won’t get abused. I’m raised to be like this and I will never change for I do love my way of living. I always give you the fullest attention.
All I ask is the pleasure of your company the next day and your love in return.
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You are the moment You are the feeling of something undefined You are the glimpse of realities realized You are the tenderness of that misinterpreted word called love You are the beginning of something I fear to start I have run from you so many times before Because each time I get closer I realize this is the real deal You are the one I talk about in my words You are the one I dream about in my fantasies You are a part of the definition of something I don’t know Yet know at the same time I have hidden from this for so long Yet in the back of my mind Knew that you are the one that won’t go totally wrong You are not perfection You are not the one You may not even be my destiny But you are a part of something beautiful That can occur at any moment Because you have been falling towards me And I have been falling towards you For a long time This maybe only a moment Or this can be a beginning Of something powerful, erotic, and meaningful Of something tender I have found a memory I can carry A home I am safe in All in the essence of you Whatever future we are meant to have Please know You have meaning You are one of the definitions of love
I have so many words tumbling around in my soul Waiting to leak out, to be heard, to be known Sometimes I have to take a deep breath Because the words I have to say are too much for one body to hold At the same time, I can't let them out Because I'm tired and have forgot what I'm all about But I have to confess, I want the words inside to undress And come out to the world naked and raw They can't tumble around my soul anymore
Love is not an intense kiss It is one that you barely need to touch lips Barely needs to touch your skin To feel the emotion behind it Love is not a tight embrace It is one you feel even when you are miles apart Love is not physical sexual contact It is the simple arousal from just ordinary words From the English language Love is not expensive gifts It is the ones that you make yourself Or even given orally that touch your lover's life Love is not about what we see or even what we usually feel It is what we can barely feel Like a memory That makes you ache from deep inside Love is the home you find in someone Love is a destiny No matter how temporary No matter how small Nor how big And if it's ever found Give it meaning
Love is a great search Sometimes we are such fools We let it go without a fight Sometimes we look too far When it's right in front of our eyes And sometimes it's totally blind Until it's too late to see We look for love often But sometimes we look too hard Sometimes we have to stop looking To find what we are looking for
Name: Andreas Home: Skåne, Sweden About Me: Andreas Zetterqvist, 26 years old, hetrosexual. Three passions are present in my life: music, writing and my gf. Music represents the essence of my being, writing represent the expression of my soul, my gf keeps me sane. Laughter keeps my heart light and intact. Thinking keeps my juices flowing. Friends mean the world to me. But trust is something I give to selected few. No one has 100% of my trust. Very few have something close to it. I don't look like a supermodel.
And I'm fine with that now at this time of my life because
in my own way, I have a beauty that surpasses all these so-called beautiful people. And I'm not being cocky, just showing some much needed confidence. I have a major in network technology, but confined my future with sales. I'm a poet for a few years. I like to think I'm a lot of different things. But for sure I'm a good boy with class, who's a sweetheart and down to earth. But God bless you if you mess with me because I'm a force
to be reckoned with. I think birthdays and holidays are special and I think writing is the best way of therapy. I'm honest because I've spent too many years hiding. So if you want to get to know me better, just ask. Or read on. Visitors: See my complete profile
There are many races in life but in the end the only race is with yourself. Everyone's choice begins with a dream, because with dreams everything is possible.
