Sing a Song

I have a new plan for my blog and one of those is to have a sort of "theme" for each day of the week, just to keep me on track, and give me a little motivation to put new stuff up regularly. So for Sundays, I'm going to be sharing a youtube video, with the lyrics posted below. I do realize that we all have different tastes and standards in music and my intention of posting these songs is not to offend but to share with you what's encouraged me in hopes of encouraging you. If the music I like is not something you enjoy listening to, don't listen! I don't mind. :-) That's why the lyrics will be included in the post as well so that you can read them without listening to music that you're not fond of.

I like the band, Flyleaf, a lot and listen to them pretty regularly. I relate a lot to their songs and I like the deeper meanings in most of their songs. The lyrics don't always make sense right away until you think about them.

This song is called "This Close" and I've been listening to it a lot this summer because it's how I've been feeling. Like I'm walking dead, in slow motion, watching everyone else zoom past me and I'm missing something, whatever it is, that will wake me up and break the wall that holds me back from being real again. Being me again.  I don't know what I'm doing, but I know I'm  closer than I've ever been.

I had a dream that we were dead but we pretended that we still lived

With no regrets we never bled and we took everything life could give

And came up broken empty handed in the end

In the hearts of the blind something you'll never find is a vision of light

With the voice of the dead I'm screaming

I don't know who I am anymore

Not once in life have I been real but I've never felt this close before

I've been looking in your window, I've been dressing in your clothes

I've been walking dead, watching you long enough to know I can't go on

I had a dream that fire fell from an opening in the sky

Someone warned me of this hell and I spit in his naive eye

And left him crying for my soul he said would die

In the hearts of the blind something you'll never find is a vision of light

With the voice of the dead I'm screaming

I don't know who I am anymore

Not once in life have I been real but I've never felt this close before

I've been looking in your window, I've been dressing in your clothes

I've been walking dead, watching you long enough to know I can't go on

In the hearts of the blind something you'll never find is a vision of light

With the voice of the dead I'm screaming

I don't know who I am anymore

Not once in life have I been real but I've never felt this close before

I've been looking in your window, I've been dressing in your clothes

I've been walking dead, watching you long enough to know I can't go on

I've been looking in your window, I've been dressing in your clothes

I've been walking dead, watching you long enough to know I can't go on