You say life is a dream where we can't say what we mean
Maybe just some roadside scene that we're driving past
There's no telling where we'll be in a day or in a week
And there's no promises of peace or of happiness

Well is this why you cling to every little thing
And pulverize and derange all your senses
Maybe life is a song but you're scared to sing along
Until the very ending

Oh, it's time to let go of everything we used to know
Ideas that strengthen who we've been
It's time to cut ties that won't ever free our minds
From the chains and shackles that they're in

Oh, tell me what good is saying that you're free
In a dark and storming sea
You're chained to your history, you're surely sinking fast
You say that you know that the good Lord's in control
He's gonna bless and keep your tired and oh so restless soul
But at the end of the day when every price has been paid
You're gonna rise and sit beside him on some old seat of gold
And won't you tell me why you live like you're afraid to die
You'll die like you're afraid to go

Well life is a dream 'cause we're all walking in our sleep
You could see us stand in lines like we're dead upon our feet
And we build our house of cards and then we wait for it to fall
Always forget how strange it is just to be alive at all..




- Patrick Park, Something Pretty

Jag är så överlycklig just nu! I ett par år har jag letat efter den här låten och inte lyckats få reda på vad den heter. Jag har älskat den sen första gången jag hörde den.. och äntligen. Äntligen har jag fått fram ett namn =)

Förutom Amy Macdonald, som jag nämnde tidigare, så är nu även Patrick Park en av mina nya absoluta favoriter.
Lyssnalyssnalyssna på hans musik, så förstår ni vad jag menar.

//Jillsan - as simple as that