Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PV, artist - Seahaven.
Date of issue: 09.12.2021
Song language: English
PV |
«Goodnight son."was all he said, it was routine and simple. |
I played it out inside my head until I was ghastly feeble. |
Mourning came with the morning rain, hit the rooftop with the stern disdain. |
Brought so much pain, no sun shiny day, dawn did not bring her beginning. |
Eternal black fits a tragedy. |
Too dark for adjusted eyes to see. |
All they had to do was speak my name, to calm the lion, make him tame. |
Were you as wild as they say. |
It’s what they say. |
But I don’t really know what to believe, because if I really was so crippling, |
Did you have the heart to complete the cliche? |
Did you follow me into the evergreen? |
Was it you sounding from the trees? |
Or was it just a the breeze manipulating leaves, solidifying wishful thinking? |
But I know you were there when I was deathly scared of how close I really got |
to leaping. |
You put your hand on me, said «Life is just a dream, |
And if you love me, you will sleep. |
I know I’ve hurt you so baldly. |
But I only ask you for one thing.» |
All they had to do was speak my name, to calm the lion, make him tame. |
Were you as wild as they say. |
It’s what they say. |
But I don’t really know what to believe, because if I really was so crippling, |
Did you have the heart to complete the cliche? |
You say you’re dead but everybody makes mistakes. |
Their love makes up for a lot that has been lost. |
So I guess it’s not as aphotic as I thought. |
I’ll meet you in Costa Rica. |
Open my eyes, Pura Vida. |
All they had to do was speak my name, to calm the lion, make him tame. |
Were you as wild as they say. |
It’s what they say. |
But I don’t really know what to believe, because if I really was so crippling, |
Did you have the hear to complete the cliche? |
They say you did but everybody makes mistakes. |
I understand but this one’s slowly killing me. |
But it can’t help to consume myself directing blame. |
So I am taking what’s been done, washing it clean. |
Excusing my entire life on a bad dream. |
This hour was for you. |
Now it’s over and through. |
There is nothing left, |
But the universe around my neck. |