liveloud4life
06/15/07, 09:01 AM
Intro:
Now open your ears and incline them this way
And I'll preach how potential unfurls.
I'll sing you a psalm of the fate of your dreams
If they rest in the hands of the world.
Verse:
A girl up on high
On a column grounded with gold.
She weathered the storms
Of the sky with foundations of faith.
A boy from below
Watched awed by her day after day,
Assured of her strength
And her balance to hold 'till the end.
Bridge:
Then one calm summer night, in the doldrums of strife,
With particular absence of noise,
She hurled herself willing to the rocks below killing
Herself and the faith of the boy.
Chorus:
So mind my words, boy, when I tell you,
Keep your dreams to yourself and entrust no one else
With regards as they turn to regrets.
Because letting you down is their forte.
You can't stop the world, and by no means a girl
From succeeding at what they do best.
Verse:
A beacon of light
Received by one lost and alone.
A man mostly dead
In the midst of perpetual night.
The last legs of chance
Push longingly out through his toes
To reach what must be
Salvation to free him at last.
Bridge:
He lay at the light and he lifted his sight
To a silhoette blocking his view.
Hid dying remark, "Take me out of the dark!"
He said, "Son, I'm as lost here as you."
Chorus:
Breakdown:
And the higher you build them, the harder they fall.
They talk the talk well, but they crash as they crawl.
Get your hopes even higher, up to oaths that don't break,
Well above all these failures, to the God of all faith.
Outro:
All's well that ends well, but the world ends in flames.
This world's safe as a shipwreck. Only one stays the same.
Where's your dependance going when the going gets tough?
So the question I ask, "Are you hopes high enough?"
Now open your ears and incline them this way
And I'll preach how potential unfurls.
I'll sing you a psalm of the fate of your dreams
If they rest in the hands of the world.
Verse:
A girl up on high
On a column grounded with gold.
She weathered the storms
Of the sky with foundations of faith.
A boy from below
Watched awed by her day after day,
Assured of her strength
And her balance to hold 'till the end.
Bridge:
Then one calm summer night, in the doldrums of strife,
With particular absence of noise,
She hurled herself willing to the rocks below killing
Herself and the faith of the boy.
Chorus:
So mind my words, boy, when I tell you,
Keep your dreams to yourself and entrust no one else
With regards as they turn to regrets.
Because letting you down is their forte.
You can't stop the world, and by no means a girl
From succeeding at what they do best.
Verse:
A beacon of light
Received by one lost and alone.
A man mostly dead
In the midst of perpetual night.
The last legs of chance
Push longingly out through his toes
To reach what must be
Salvation to free him at last.
Bridge:
He lay at the light and he lifted his sight
To a silhoette blocking his view.
Hid dying remark, "Take me out of the dark!"
He said, "Son, I'm as lost here as you."
Chorus:
Breakdown:
And the higher you build them, the harder they fall.
They talk the talk well, but they crash as they crawl.
Get your hopes even higher, up to oaths that don't break,
Well above all these failures, to the God of all faith.
Outro:
All's well that ends well, but the world ends in flames.
This world's safe as a shipwreck. Only one stays the same.
Where's your dependance going when the going gets tough?
So the question I ask, "Are you hopes high enough?"