inspiration much?

these aren't my words, but they are amazingly written.

--The Eternal Ocean--

We hold out our hands
We receive what we demand
We plant our innocent seeds
in the most barren land
The food that fills our stomach
Turns to dirt beneath our feet
It’s hard to grasp this concept
When it’s always out of reach
Father, How come it seems you’re always out of reach

I hold out my hands
I make my commands
I’ve asked for bits of your love to warm my fragile hands
And though I’ve asked a million times
I’ve still got no reply
So I sit here waiting

I’m not gonna lie
It’s been a long time
Since I stepped foot on an ocean shore
But I lack the proper vessel to make it through the storms
And so I sit here waiting for something
Waiting for more

More,
I’ve been waiting for more
I’ve been waiting
I’ve been waiting for more
I’ve been waiting for

“For only I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord.
“They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.
And in those days when you pray, I will listen.
And when you look for me with all your heart, you will find me.
I will end your captivity and restore your fortunes.
I will gather you out of the places where I sent you and I will bring you home again.”

A time to be born and a time to die
A time to plant and a time to reap what’s ripe
A time to kill and a time to heal
A time to tear down these walls and a time to rebuild
A time to cry and a time to laugh
A time to grieve and a time to dance
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones
A time to embrace and a time to turn away
A time to search and a time to lose
A time to keep and a time to throw away
A time to mend and a time to tear down
A time to love and a time to hate
A time for war and a time for peace

God has made everything beautiful for its own time.
He has planted eternity in the human heart and mind.
So I conclude that there is nothing better than to be happy and to enjoy yourselves as long as you can.

Memory will be my eternity
Memory will be my eternity whether you go or whether you stay.

(Every ending has a pulse, fast or slow in the end
Every ending has a sound, loud or soft in the end)



--The River--


I think my lips are too loose to keep hiding the truth
Kid, you’re giving me the blues
And I’d hate to cut you off so soon
But I’m too tired to sleep and
I’m too weary to dream
(Saving the one you love from falling in love with you)


A voice spoke to me but I couldn't tell who
So I just ignored it, I could have sworn that it was you
It said, "Don't mistake coincidence for fate,
For life is all about opportunity and the choices you make"



I try to retrace my steps to find I haven’t even moved at all
It’s a whisper in the rain
It’s a shadow in the hall
But try not to be scared because the truth is we’re all scared
So we just convince ourselves that the ghost isn’t there


They found me in the river
Water frozen to silver
So cold i couldn't shiver
In the coldest of winter
So take me to the river
My girl in the river
She makes my heart shiver
That girl in the river



Instilled inside my soul
(Hides the love I love to hold)
(The love that you secretly let go)
But sometimes this illusion is enough to make me feel alive



I try to retrace my steps to find I haven’t even moved at all
It’s a whisper in the rain
It’s a shadow in the hall
But try not to be scared because the truth is we’re all scared
So we just convince ourselves that the ghost isn’t there


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