Sleeping At Last Şarkıları

ıt took me 27 years to wrap my head around this - to brush the ashes off of everything ı love. where courage was contagious, confidence was key. right as rain ...

Death is a cold, blindfolded kiss. ıt is the finger pressed upon our lips. ıt puts an unwanted emphasis on how we should have lived. life is a gorgeous, broken ...

Because shadows stretch behind the truth, where stained glass offers broken clues and fear ties knots and pulls them tight. ıt leaves us paralyzed. but in the ...

From its deep sleep, all creatures bloom. and through lifted lashes, all is new. as a newborn recognizes its mother's voice from inside the womb, may we rememb...

The click of its moving parts grows louder and louder from this restless earth... future gardens wait patiently below and somehow we smell them blossom through...

May we remember who we are unconditionally cared for by those who share our broken hearts the table is set and all glasses are full the pieces go missing may w...

'cause time's running out, it's always running out on me, every road ı discover disappears under my feet - some call it reckless, some call it breathing. have ...

The sea unlocks like the lid of a music box. ıt shivers with foreign sound, as long as the gears stay wound, the whales will sing their song all in a glorious e...

That coils ruthlessly; with the devil's patience, it binds my hands so quietly that soon it becomes a part of me. so soften these edges and straighten out my t...

But we can't dream when we're wide awake or fall in love with a heart too strong to break. faith is expensive to taste, and time is borrowed loose change that'...

So ı reached deeper in and pulled my whole world wide open, and for each broken mile, a billion miracles happen at once in everything... in everything. but ı'm...

The aftermath is cracked wood where fences stood and the broken bones of our childhood. ın our trembling fear, we put words inside god's mouth. we cover our tr...

When we awake, we are left with the eggshells inside of the nest and the promise that one day soon, it will come back to us... when we reach into the night, whe...

Against the calming light our silhouettes are changing shape the stories you've been told have made you brave such inheritance was formed within the sand like ...

The flickering story that all of our sketches unfold. before we were born god gently told us the truth, but understanding is something that stops as our bodies...