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my friend, Becky Sain { @bsfirstpages } had the lyrics below as part of her post “Turn To Face Me” on her blog ‘First Pages’ last September. she credited them to “Keane” and, silly me, i thought it was a poem from an Australian poet whose last name is Keane. just goes to show how much in touch i am with modern music. at any rate, i was inspired to write my own poem then just let it sit in the drafts folder until now. i’m not certain what song these lyrics are from ~ i didn’t think to ask Becky.
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lyrics by Keane
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Some days, feels my soul has left my body****
Feel I’m floating high above me****
Like I’m looking down upon me****
Start sinking, every time I get to thinking
It’s easier to keep on moving
Never stop to let the truth in
Sometimes I feel like a little lost child
Sometimes I feel like the chosen one
Sometimes I wanna shout out ’til everything goes quiet
Sometimes I wonder why I was ever born
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my response
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some days it feels like my soul has left my body
that it is blackened and burned and dead
like i can look at myself from the outside
and see the ugly stranger i have become
it’s easier not to look… not to feel…
don’t let the truth in because it only brings pain
sometimes i feel like i’ll turn to ash and blow away
sometimes i feel like the world will be destroyed by my pain
sometimes i want to hurt every person who has hurt me
sometimes i wonder why i have to keep living
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Keane, K’NAAN “Stop For A Minute”
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Thank you for the shout-out Dani!
thank you for leading me to Keane. ♥
Crap. Pushed send too soon…
your poem is lovely as always and I am honored to be a small part of it.
thank you for allowing me to steal from your post {smile} and for your kind comment. *hugs* ♥
Hard hitting look at life – honest. Ya know some dayz ( months, years…) would be better not lived
Thanks for your words
Love and hugs
thank you, Leslie. i so appreciate you visiting and commenting. *love* & *hugs* ♥
Keane!!! My favourite favourite favourite band! I’ve had such a treat here tongiht!
i’m really happy you enjoyed it. i like Keane, too. ♥
Lovely poetry, lyrics and videos.