Lyrics of Johanna Linnea Jakobsson – Time

Wasting my days
Watch them wash it away
Over time
And making my bed
If I make it out of it
And I try

‘Cause some people say
That you’ll get it your way
You just work hard
But wouldn’t you say
That you need to know which
Wave to ride on, to move on?

And who would’ve thought
That I’d do this a lot
Don’t you see
That sometimes I don’t
Even know where I’m from
And what to be?

Feels like my time is running out
And I don’t have a clue
What to do

Now couldn’t you change
You could make it out of it
Out in time
How come that you chase
All those dreams when you don’t even want them
You never did and

Who would’ve thought
That I’d do this at all
Don’t you see
That it seems like you don’t
Even know what you want, so what’s the deal?

Looks like your time is running out
And you don’t have a clue
What to do

Feels like my time is running out
And I don’t have a clue
What to do

Lyrics of Paul Nourigat – Don’t Say Game Over

Life’s been fulla lessons. Plenty of teaching sessions.
Success and missteps along the way.
I got the luxury of reflections. In spite of mis-directions.
Some shocked I’m still here today.

Been discounted forever. Some people saying never.
But they couldn’t be more wrong.
They simply could not see, all that I could be,
when I’d really been that all along.

So don’t count me out, don’t say game over, while there’s still time on the clock.
I’m sure as hell not done. I ain’t gonna run. Fact is, I prefer to walk the talk.

We all know of souls stuck in their struggles. Voted least likely to succeed
A lack of Confidence, creates their hesitance.
We ought to give‘em more of what they need.
Diamonds in the rough, and stars surrounding us. Hidden in the mud and the sands. Amazing what we find, when we open-up our minds,
and allow for deviations in our plans.

So don’t count us out, don’t say game over, while there’s still time on the clock.
We’re sure as hell not done. We ain’t gonna run. Fact is, we prefer walk the talk.

Hats off to the good folks, who see possibilities, in those roughed-up by life’s scars
The kindness of their words, gestures unheard, Turns stones into diamonds and some stars
So … don’t count ‘em out, don’t say game over, while there’s still time on the clock
They’re sure as hell not done, they don’t wanna run. In time, they’ll learn to walk the talk
No … don’t count ‘em out, don’t say game over, while there’s still time on the clock
They’re sure as hell not done, they don’t wanna run. In time, we all learn to walk the talk

Lyrics of DaysEye – Phantom in the Flames

I’ve walked the marrow road
Each steps with hollow bones
Believe me believe the ghost I masquerade
Mirrors cracked where I once stood
Reflecting nothing not even blood
Believe me believe it’s all that I have
Leave me alone breathe in the silence

I’m the phantom in the flame
Burning slow not by name
Searching through this shadow scroll
For the fire to fill my soul

I’ve screamed through broken skies
Each word a prayer that dies
Forgive me forgive the flame I fabricate
Windows weep where I once slept
No dream, no secrets kept
Forgive me forgive the weight that I bear
Hold me or don’t—I’m lost in the silence

Chorus
I’m the phantom in the flame
Burning slow not by name
Searching through this shadow scroll
For the fire to fill my soul

I’m so sick of running running
It’s all right here or nothing nothing now

I’ve tried x2

I’m the phantom in the flame
Burning slow not by name
Searching through this shadow scroll
For the fire to fill my soul

Lyrics of Chloe Wiecz – Candlelight

Candlelight, my love.
Golden times with you.
‘Though I didn’t go
‘Hauling coast to coast
For you.

It was serendipitous
How fate could find such bliss,
But I wasn’t meant for this.
I never could commit
‘Til you showed me what I should have known…

In candlelight

Say goodnight, my love.
Golden eyes, your love shines through
Kiss me softly there.
Nothing, nothing ever compares
To you.

But still I drift into the void
Of silent yelling noise.
A pillar of salt grows
From what-ifs, whys and woes
‘Til you soothe me down and let me breathe.
Are you everything I’ll ever need?

Maybe I’m comfortable when I’m not lovable,
But I’ll get uncomfortable with you.
Maybe I’m comfortable when I’m not lovable,
But I’ll get uncomfortable with you.
Well maybe I’m comfortable when I’m not lovable,
But I’ll get uncomfortable with you.
I know it’s not logical,
But neither is love; so,
I’ll get uncomfortable with you…

In candlelight.