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Here I Am By: Tom Odell Lyrics I thought I was over you I'd put out the flame Said tonight will be different I wouldn't need to play your games I walk past your tower block Saw a flick in the blinds I said tonight will be different And that I won't come back Here I am Running up the seventh floor Knocking the eleventh door I'mma sick of trying I'mma sick of trying Baby could I love you some more Baby could I love you some more Told myself I's a prisoner And I'd broken my chains That I could be anyone I'd run a thousand miles away And I imagined America Somewhere as far Someplace where the memories They couldn't cut my heart But here I am Running up the seventh floor Knocking the eleventh door I'mma sick of trying I'mma sick of trying Baby could I love you some more Baby could you love me some more? Baby could you love me some more? Baby could you love me some more? 'Cause I'm going out my head here, darling Going out my head here, darling Going out my head here, darling Going out my head here, darling But here I am Running up the seventh floor Knocking the eleventh door Saying what I've said before Baby could you love me some more? Baby could you love me some more? I'm going out my head here, darling I'm going out my head here, darling I'm going out my head
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Breath. Be. Live. Laugh. Love. Life. Smile. Joy. Gratitude.
Yeah I was working part time in a five-and-dime My boss was Mr. McGee He told me several times that he didn't like my kind 'Cause I was a bit too leisurely Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing But different than the day before That's when I saw her, ooh, I saw her She walked in through the out door, out door She wore a Raspberry beret The kind you find in a second hand store Raspberry beret And if it was warm she wouldn't wear much more Raspberry beret I think I love her Built like she was She had the nerve to ask me If I planned to do her any harm So, look here I put her on the back of my bike And we went riding Down by old man Johnson's farm I said now, overcast days never turned me on But something about the clouds and her mixed She wasn't to bright But I could tell when she kissed me She knew how to get her kicks She wore a Raspberry beret The kind you find in a second hand store Raspberry beret And if it was warm she wouldn't wear much more Raspberry beret I think I love her The rain sounds so cool when it hits the barn roof And the horses wonder who you are Thunder drowns out what the lightning sees You feel like a movie star Listen They say the first time ain't the greatest But I tell ya If I had the chance to do it all again I wouldn't change a stroke 'Cause baby I'm the most With a girl as fine as she was then The kind you find (The kind you find) The kind you find (In a second hand store) Oh no no (Raspberry beret) (And if it was warm) Where have all the raspberry women gone? Yeah (Raspberry beret) I think I, I think I, I think I love her No no no No no no (The kind you find) (In a second hand store) (Raspberry beret) Tell me Where have all the raspberry women gone? (And if it was warm she) (Wouldn't wear much more) (Raspberry beret)
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I was a little girl alone in my little world Who dreamed of a little home for me I played pretend between the trees And fed my house guests bark and leaves And laughed in my pretty bed of green I had a dream That I could fly from the highest swing I had a dream Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park I asked God who I’m supposed to be The stars smiled down on me God answered in silent reverie I said a prayer and fell asleep I had a dream That I could fly from the highest tree I had a dream Now I’m old and feeling gray I don’t know what’s left to say about this life I’m willing to leave I lived it full and I lived it well There’s many tales I’ve lived to tell I’m ready now, I’m ready now I’m ready now to fly from the highest wing I had a dream
I had a dream - Written by Pietro Paolo Pelandi • Copyright © Roba Music, Universal Music Publishing Group, Shapiro Bernstein & Co. Inc. Sung by Priscilla Ahn
Have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.
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The demand to be loved is the greatest kind of arrogance.
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