Keep the Faith
Inspiration, Inspiration
Inspiration; (noun) stimulation for the human mind to creative thought or to the making of art
You are, my everything. There have been times, more often than not, that I could just give up. That the grip on life seemed so little, so small, miniscule, because I was ready to give up. That everything was just ready to go down the drain.
That’s the way life is. Shit falls away, and everything’s calm, for a few moments, before it comes back, hurling in your direction, 10 times bigger, 20 times harder to fight off. You need that inspiration, that thing that encourages you to keep fighting.
And I’ve tried, tried to slip away, to be invisible, and make other’s forget about me. There was something about you that just kept drawing me back. About the lot of you. All five of you. And your music. It was beautiful, important. Sending a message.
Inspiration is everywhere, darling, everywhere. It’s big, small, invisible, visible, noticeable, unnoticeable. But it’s there. It’s there, making me believe. It makes me a tiny bit stronger, a tiny bit more hopeful to see tomorrow’s sun rise.
Mesmerizing, enchanting music, that inspires.
When I’m ready to give up, get out, be done, I need that one thing that tells me to go on, that gives wise words, that encourages.
And people gave up on you. They just left, forgot, hated, regretted.
You’re not like that. I know that. I want to be like you one day. I want to spread the message, I want to tell the wise words, and I want make a brilliant mark in someone’s life, and be an inspirable person. The only way I can ever do that, though, is if I keep hearing those words.
You have to remember, that not everyone is that way. You have to remember that there are still those of us who Keep The Faith strong and steady, and don’t give up. We hang on to your words, we love your advice.
Inspiration, inspiration, stay with me. Don’t stop doing what you love because people are silly. Inspiration, inspiration, make your music. Stay strong.
You are, my everything. There have been times, more often than not, that I could just give up. That the grip on life seemed so little, so small, miniscule, because I was ready to give up. That everything was just ready to go down the drain.
That’s the way life is. Shit falls away, and everything’s calm, for a few moments, before it comes back, hurling in your direction, 10 times bigger, 20 times harder to fight off. You need that inspiration, that thing that encourages you to keep fighting.
And I’ve tried, tried to slip away, to be invisible, and make other’s forget about me. There was something about you that just kept drawing me back. About the lot of you. All five of you. And your music. It was beautiful, important. Sending a message.
Inspiration is everywhere, darling, everywhere. It’s big, small, invisible, visible, noticeable, unnoticeable. But it’s there. It’s there, making me believe. It makes me a tiny bit stronger, a tiny bit more hopeful to see tomorrow’s sun rise.
Mesmerizing, enchanting music, that inspires.
When I’m ready to give up, get out, be done, I need that one thing that tells me to go on, that gives wise words, that encourages.
And people gave up on you. They just left, forgot, hated, regretted.
You’re not like that. I know that. I want to be like you one day. I want to spread the message, I want to tell the wise words, and I want make a brilliant mark in someone’s life, and be an inspirable person. The only way I can ever do that, though, is if I keep hearing those words.
You have to remember, that not everyone is that way. You have to remember that there are still those of us who Keep The Faith strong and steady, and don’t give up. We hang on to your words, we love your advice.
Inspiration, inspiration, stay with me. Don’t stop doing what you love because people are silly. Inspiration, inspiration, make your music. Stay strong.
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Short. But it's just the way I like it.KTF, readers.
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