Music + Writing = My Life

"You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground, I'll Be The Wings That Keeps Your Heart In The Clouds"
And honestly, I have been begging for answers
That you and only you can give to me
My voice crying loud
I've been crying for days now
And as I start to run, I stop to breathe
(And I was nearly scared to death)
And I was nearly scared to death
(Why you left in paragraphs)
Why you left in paragraphs
(The words were nearly over us)
The words were nearly over us
You stop and turn and grab your bags

And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question.
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?"

As hours move to minutes
And minutes take longer to break
I will be desperately awaiting
But my tongue won't fall apart
And we've been sitting here for hours
All alone and in the dark

So let me think of how to word it
Is it too soon to say 'perfect'?
If I could find another thirty minutes somewhere
I'm sure everything would find me
All that's left is just to sing

And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question.
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?"

And if you sing to me sweet until then,
I may never sail Virginia again
And as this current moves slow for me
This much you must know we'll meet again
And I'll have you know I'm scared to death

Tell me once again
That you'll love me to the death
And should I die, you swear that you will come for me
As I fade away, you reach out your hand
(And please don't let me go)
And please don't let me go
(And please don't let me go)
And please don't let me go

And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question.
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?"

Music gives me wings, Words give me a voice.
For the last week, I've felt like I've lost my wings, and my voice.
I had bronchitis to top it all off, so I couldn't sing. Singing has become a huge part of my life since I've left for Russellville.
I'm not really sure what was up with my writing here lately, but I simply hated everything that I wrote.
I mean that literally.
But now...now I've found my wings and my voice.
I found them both in lyrics by Mayday Parade.
MAYDAY PARADE.
They're my absolute favorite band, and they write truly amazing songs. The lyrics speak to me in a way that few songs do. It's almost like they stalk me and write songs about my life.
Speaking of life, this band saved mine.
Not that I was suicidal, because I wasn't. I was just very lost.
Mayday Parade is also the band that put me on the road to being over Jacob.
I can't really explain that, I just know that it's true.
I have yet to find a song by them that I don't like.
I don't really have a favorite one though, they're all extremely good.
However, there is one that speaks to me than all the others.
"You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground, I'll Be The Wings That Keeps Your Heart In The Clouds".
Yes, I realize that the title is long.
Regardless, this song is me. Well, it would be if I was a song.
This was the very first song that I heard by Mayday Parade, and it holds the most meaning to me.
It's so beautiful, and oddly powerful.
It begins with "And honestly I've been begging for answers, that you and only you can give to me. A voice crying loud, I've been crying for days now, and as I start to run, I stop to breathe."
For little over three months now, I've been searching for answers, and Jacob is the only person who can give them to me. I used to cry all the freakin' time, but now, I just don't care anymore. I can't seem to bring myself to cry. I don't run anymore, my pause for air has become a fixed place of rest for the time being.
I start my day with this song, and I end it with this song as well.
Mayday Parade gave me my wings again, and they helped me find my words.
Music gives me wings, Words give me a voice.