something fun to do


im not really very philosophical, but i think this will document something, a time in my life! i think itd be cool, one day when im old and gray and wrinkly to come back onto this ancient technology of the 'internet' and read my thoughts, musings if you may (:P), the things i did, was excited about, loved, helped, grew into, discovered, became. dont know how long this will last tho, sorta temporal person, but i will try to make it happen. :D :D

- i believe in Love.

- the subject and mystery of the heart fascinates me.

- seeker of hidden faces. cherisher of broken hearts.

- and rhetorical questions? :)

- hugs = most favourite thing in the entire world O

- flowers

Ask me anything

Ethos is Essential: If it doesn't break your heart it isn't love →

Jon Foreman:

“The song is about hope. Hope is always reaching towards the future, reaching for what has not yet come to pass. Once the hope is attained, it can no longer be called hope. Hope isn’t the sort of thing you can pull out of your pocket and show off. Hope is a “holding on” of sorts, an expectant belief, a desire as of yet unfulfilled. I wrote this song from a really dark place, looking for some form of hope. And maybe searching for hope is a form of hope in itself. There’s a moment of honesty when your mask drops, when you can no longer pretend to have it all together. When this pretense is gone you breathe in your first real breath. When you are no longer pretending to be something you’re not, you’re left with a truly honest assessment of the situation. Very little is left, “Faith, hope, and love remain. But the greatest of these is love.”

All attempts have failed
All my heads are tails
She’s got teary eyes
I’ve got reasons why
I’m losing ground
And gaining speed
I’ve lost myself
Or most of me
I’m ready for the final precipice

But you haven’t lost me yet
No, you haven’t lost me yet
I’ll sing until my heart caves in
No, you haven’t lost me (Yeah)

These days pass me by
I dream with open eyes
Nightmares haunt my days
Visions blur my nights
I’m so confused
What’s true or false
What’s fact or fiction after all
I feel like I’m an apparition’s pet

But you haven’t lost me yet
No you haven’t lost me yet
I’ll run until my heart caves in
No, you haven’t lost me yet
Oo, oo

If it doesn’t break
If it doesn’t break
If it doesn’t break
If it doesn’t break your heart it isn’t love
No, if it doesn’t break your heart it’s not enough
It’s when you’re breaking down with your insides coming out
It’s when you find out what your heart is made of

And you haven’t lost me yet
No, you haven’t lost me yet
I’ll sing until my heart caves in
No, you haven’t lost me yet
‘Cause you haven’t lost me yet 

Switchfoot - Yet

Tagged: cmon hope cmon