every scar is a bridge to someone's broken heart.
i haven't been doing much of anything lately but kicking back and relaxing on my new laptop. i have the week off of work, so it's boring around here. i need to get an apartment, and i only have 15 days to do that until i start my classes. i keep on thinking about finding a better paying job and just working the barrel once a week. i'm not going to be getting enough money to pay for living. money is the root of all evil.
i've really been digging this thrice song recently. it's got amazing piano behind it. check it out.
I know one day, all our scars will disappear, like the stars at dawn
and all of our pain, will fade away when morning comes
and on that day when we look backwards we will see, that everything is changed
and all of our trials, will be as milestones on the way
and as long as we live, every scar is a bridge to someone's broken heart
and there's no greater love, than that one shed his blood for his friends
on that day all of the scales will swing to set all the wrongs to right
all of our tears, and all of our fears will take to flight
but until then all of our scars will still remain, but we've learned that if we'll
open the wounds and share them then soon they start to heal
as long as we live, every scar is a bridge to someone's broken heart
and there's no greater love, than that one shed his blood for his friends
we must see that every scar is a bridge, and as long as we live
we must open up these wounds
when some one stands in your shoes and will shed his own blood
there's no greater love. we must open up our wounds
i've really been digging this thrice song recently. it's got amazing piano behind it. check it out.
I know one day, all our scars will disappear, like the stars at dawn
and all of our pain, will fade away when morning comes
and on that day when we look backwards we will see, that everything is changed
and all of our trials, will be as milestones on the way
and as long as we live, every scar is a bridge to someone's broken heart
and there's no greater love, than that one shed his blood for his friends
on that day all of the scales will swing to set all the wrongs to right
all of our tears, and all of our fears will take to flight
but until then all of our scars will still remain, but we've learned that if we'll
open the wounds and share them then soon they start to heal
as long as we live, every scar is a bridge to someone's broken heart
and there's no greater love, than that one shed his blood for his friends
we must see that every scar is a bridge, and as long as we live
we must open up these wounds
when some one stands in your shoes and will shed his own blood
there's no greater love. we must open up our wounds