𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞

The night hides many things — pain, prayers, and people’s true selves.

@stoic_lines

You leave the stars on
Every night you come to bed
Constellations spinning ten million miles above our heads
And I fear someday we'll have to pay for all the light we’ve had for free
All the wealth of a million suns we've spent so carelessly

You leave warm summer breezes to blow in as they please
They glide through open window panes, smell of earth and grass and trees
Drift through our rooms, round our bed, touch our sleeping eyes and lips
With a weightlеss sweet embrace til morning's light slips in

You don’t relеnt, you fear no recompense for turning
This whole world on it's side
God knows how I have tried
To draw a line round endless spaces, keep things in rightful places
Everything could melt away
And who knows when we might wake

You leave the singing crickets to draw their bows all night
Never weary from all that beauty, keeps their hearts alight
Each pure tone, each soft refrain, no cadence do we miss
Etching in our sleeping souls their secret hieroglyphs

You don't relent, you fear no recompense turning
This whole world on it's side
God knows how I have tried to see the spark in distant faces
Keep an eye on fading traces of other lives we may have lead
Ghosts of dreams we left for dead

You leave the rivers rolling in long green banks and stones
Water passing by tonight ,so much we'll never know
We'll dream we float with the undertow and wash into the sea
Lying in our bed we'll know it's sweet infinity



You don’t relent, you fear no recompense turning this whole world on its side
God knows how I have tried
To draw a line round endless spaces, keep things in the rightful places
Everything could melt away
And who knows when we might wake

You leave the stars on every night you come to bed
Constellations spinning ten million miles above our heads

Something about you
It's like an addiction
Hit me with your best shot, honey
I've got no reason to doubt you
'Cause certain things hurt, and you're
My only virtue and I'm virtually yours


And you keep coming back, coming back again
Keep running 'round, running 'round, running 'round my head


And there's certain things that I adore
And there's certain things that I ignore
But I'm certain that I'm yours
Certain that I'm yours
Certain that I'm yours


There's something about you
It's when you get angry, you have me at
Your mercy, oh
And you're like the shoulder to turn to
'Cause certain things mend us when we're
Hanging on for dear life, we held on so tight


And you keep coming back, coming back again
Keep running 'round, running 'round, running 'round my head


And there's certain things that I adore (Certain things that I adore)
And there's certain things that I ignore
But I'm certain that I'm yours
Certain that I'm yours (I'm certain that I'm yours)
Certain that I'm yours (Certain)


There's certain things that I adore (There's certain things that I adore)
And there's certain things that I ignore (Let's ignore them, let's ignore them)
But I'm certain that I'm yours
Certain that I'm yours (I adore you, I adore you)
I am certain that I'm yours
(Let's ignore them, let's ignore them)


I am certain I adore you (I adore you, I adore you)
I am certain I adore you (Oh, I adore you, I adore you)
I am certain I adore you
(Let's ignore them, let's ignore them)
Let's ignore them, let's ignore them (Let's ignore them, let's ignore them)
I'm certain that I'm yours