Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Reflection, artist - Hotel Books. Album song Equivalency II: Everything We Left Out, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.10.2019
Record label: InVogue
Song language: English
A Reflection |
Waiting for retirement is like a destination without a journey |
And it’s impossible to enjoy what wasn’t worked for at least me |
But what do I know? |
I haven’t been alive very long and I missed the point all along not to |
accomplish but to live, to love and to enjoy |
'Cause we cannot function without the distraction of survival |
So it becomes self-centered and goal-oriented regimented lies become bias, |
regenerated lessons to not realize sometimes boredom is a privilege |
It means you’ll put your guard down but it makes it easy to lose yourself |
If it’s that easy to lose who you are, you might not be anyone at all |
So allow yourself to feel loved |
Hope, enjoy, exist, fail an attempt because you you’re worth that, I promise |
And wallow in what is not will not change what is |
I don’t need depression but I can live with it |
But let me have my sadness, it’s part of a bigger picture |
Let me have my joy, my confusion, my compassion 'cause I’d rather feel complete |
than feel accomplished, 'cause I wanna feel like I’m living in the moment |
So don’t let the record of what you do be more important than what you do |
Disconnect from the false narrative, the digital journeys filled with blind |
spots and ask yourself «what do you desire?» |
If it’s control maybe you miss the point so let it be life |
As much as possible let yourself be loved |
And then you can learn how to love others |
I wanna open up about my failures but I’m afraid of leaving any blood in the |
water and love my leak back to removing myself from a gracious circle of |
friends |
I wanna call my friends more often but I don’t wanna feel like I’m a bother |
And I wanna stop changing the course of my heart every time it feels like I’ve |
hit a dead end |
I reconnected with my faith in God when my convictions cut too close to the bone |
And I’ve learnt to let the narrative play out if you want to avoid the blue bag |
And don’t believe in time just because it helps you not to feel so alone |
I felt the words that were illogical but popular |
Moments that were fabricated but offered more |
And I left a lot of phone calls empty |
'Cause I couldn’t pick up that phone |
I want my life to be the worship that I thought it was before I began |
I wanna live the gospel that I believe it but not one that was written by my |
own hands |
I want the narrative of truth to be more important than the narrative of |
success, but I’ve fallen so far, I don’t know if I can find myself again |