Wish I could have that dream again. I was on a train with my head against the window looking out noticing the scenery change from city to town then forests. Train stops in a old forest and there were people I did not know that were waiting for me then the music stops and I wake up.
Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun, and the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much, but we've made the most Welcome home Ships are launching from my chest Some have names but most do not If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost Peel the scars from off my back I don't need them anymore You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars I've come home All my nightmares escape my head Bar the door, please don't let them in You were never supposed to leave Now my head's splitting at the seams And I don't know if I can Here, beneath my lungs I feel your thumbs Press into my skin again
Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun And the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much but we made the most Welcome home (ho-o-ome, ho-o-ome, ho-o-ome...) Ships are launching from my chest Some have names but most do not If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost Heal the scars from off my back I don't need them anymore You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars I've come home (ho-o-ome, ho-o-ome, ho-o-ome...) All my nightmares escaped my head Bar the door, please don't let them in You were never supposed to leave Now my head's splitting at the seams And I don't know if I can Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs press into my skin again
No sé si te habrás dado cuenta que a veces, el amor ‘dicen’ que lleva reglas en su espalda, que lo encadenan y le cortan las alas. Y digo dicen porque en realidad no entienden que el verdadero amor es libre, no te hablo del de películas que acaba con finales felices, te hablo del que se siente por dentro sin pensar en lo demás, el de la calle, el que vives y se atreve a romper las ‘normas’ que dicen que existen. Que quede claro, el amor es libre con todas las letras y en todos los idiomas, en mayúsculas bien grandes, en sí bemol y en braille. Es imparable, y digo imparable porque cuando una persona se enamora de otra las palabras sobran, se crean puentes a kilómetros y todo vale en cualquier color… Me pregunto por qué se machaca tanto a quien ama sin importar el sexo, a quien decide querer por dos o cambiar su aspecto para hacerlo. Asco a la expresión se “salir del armario” porque no hay ningún armario, porque nadie debe dar explicaciones por amar a quien quiera. Agitemos banderas por la libertad, por los colores y los besos, para reivindicar que somos personas sin importar con quien estemos…porque aquí nadie está enfermo. Que puedo querer a una mujer, a un hombre, a los dos a la vez y por igual, que puedo disfrazarme y maquillarme cuando haga falta, que dos personas del mismo sexo tienen el mismo corazón y ganas que cualquiera….porque somos iguales y aquí nada está escrito. Esas normas se inventan sin haber pensado demasiado pienso vomitarlas para que jamás se cumplan, así que brindemos porque el amor es libre y pienso repetirlo todas las veces que hagan falta… …y sí, que no te de miedo, no des explicaciones a nadie….es lo más normal y bonito del mundo.
First: This is not my version. This instrumental was made by radical face and I only uploaded it. In my opinion if my video survived UA-cam CC so you can use this music without any problem. Good Luck!
I'm growing up too fast In 2 years I'll be an adult i don't want that i don't want to leave my parents sure they argue and stuff but I love them.. and they love me if they die I'll die i can't be without my parents without them and my friends I'm worthless My friends are there for me during my Infusions and Doctter appointments...
4h version
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TNTMatiStudio yes thank youuuu - this is my favorite song - I like the instrumental more than the original
Wish I could have that dream again. I was on a train with my head against the window looking out noticing the scenery change from city to town then forests.
Train stops in a old forest and there were people I did not know that were waiting for me then the music stops and I wake up.
That sounds like a really beautiful dream :D
This makes me nostalgic
Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun, and the days blur into one
And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass
Was never much, but we've made the most
Welcome home
Ships are launching from my chest
Some have names but most do not
If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost
Peel the scars from off my back
I don't need them anymore
You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars
I've come home
All my nightmares escape my head
Bar the door, please don't let them in
You were never supposed to leave
Now my head's splitting at the seams
And I don't know if I can
Here, beneath my lungs
I feel your thumbs
Press into my skin again
2:48 it's that bit 👌
Exactly
Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun
And the days blur into one
And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass
Was never much but we made the most
Welcome home (ho-o-ome, ho-o-ome, ho-o-ome...)
Ships are launching from my chest
Some have names but most do not
If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost
Heal the scars from off my back
I don't need them anymore
You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars
I've come home (ho-o-ome, ho-o-ome, ho-o-ome...)
All my nightmares escaped my head
Bar the door, please don't let them in
You were never supposed to leave
Now my head's splitting at the seams
And I don't know if I can
Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs press into my skin again
Meu Deus, até na versão instrumental, essa música me faz chorar. Obrigada por postar
Sim! Demais.
This song gives me so much euphoria. It's such a good song. It's kinda like... My theme tbh.
Please make a 4 hour version or something I love this so much!
I like chicken nuggets 4h version... challenge accepted
TNTMatiStudio Please do it. I'll subscribe if you do. In fact I'll do it anyway because I know you will.
Cody Mudford IF i have enough time i do.
TNTMatiStudio Hey, take all the time you need.
You wan't 1 bonus hour with welcome home reprise?
welcome to nostalgia zone 😊
Reminds me of theatre days 7 years back
4:10 :'(
No sé si te habrás dado cuenta que a veces, el amor ‘dicen’ que lleva reglas en su espalda, que lo encadenan y le cortan las alas.
Y digo dicen porque en realidad no entienden que el verdadero amor es libre, no te hablo del de películas que acaba con finales felices, te hablo del que se siente por dentro sin pensar en lo demás, el de la calle, el que vives y se atreve a romper las ‘normas’ que dicen que existen.
Que quede claro, el amor es libre con todas las letras y en todos los idiomas, en mayúsculas bien grandes, en sí bemol y en braille.
Es imparable, y digo imparable porque cuando una persona se enamora de otra las palabras sobran, se crean puentes a kilómetros y todo vale en cualquier color…
Me pregunto por qué se machaca tanto a quien ama sin importar el sexo, a quien decide querer por dos o cambiar su aspecto para hacerlo. Asco a la expresión se “salir del armario” porque no hay ningún armario, porque nadie debe dar explicaciones por amar a quien quiera. Agitemos banderas por la libertad, por los colores y los besos, para reivindicar que somos personas sin importar con quien estemos…porque aquí nadie está enfermo.
Que puedo querer a una mujer, a un hombre, a los dos a la vez y por igual, que puedo disfrazarme y maquillarme cuando haga falta, que dos personas del mismo sexo tienen el mismo corazón y ganas que cualquiera….porque somos iguales y aquí nada está escrito.
Esas normas se inventan sin haber pensado demasiado pienso vomitarlas para que jamás se cumplan, así que brindemos porque el amor es libre y pienso repetirlo todas las veces que hagan falta…
…y sí, que no te de miedo, no des explicaciones a nadie….es lo más normal y bonito del mundo.
Hi i really enjoy your instrumental version!! I would like to ask you if it is possible to use it for a project video I'm doing for university :)
First: This is not my version. This instrumental was made by radical face and I only uploaded it. In my opinion if my video survived UA-cam CC so you can use this music without any problem. Good Luck!
I'm growing up too fast In 2 years I'll be an adult i don't want that i don't want to leave my parents sure they argue and stuff but I love them.. and they love me if they die I'll die i can't be without my parents without them and my friends I'm worthless My friends are there for me during my Infusions and Doctter appointments...
Did you create this? Love it!
I'm planning to make a cover/parody version of this song. Can I use this instrumental version? :)
Copyright have Radical Face but if my video survives yt cc you could use this.
TNTMatiStudio Alright. Thanks!
This reminds me hogwort in Harry Potter
This instrumental need a lyrics evangelique