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Is this who I am? For what itâs worth
I would sing you every bridge, every chorus, every verse
If I could take control, and just let this go
Freeing my mind, Iâd self-control
But thatâs not who I am, Iâm wrapped up inside
Iâm killing myself, I lost all my pride
I couldnât be the man, to hold you at night and free you of fear
Well I fear myself, and what Iâve become
A shell of a ghost, a pathetic son
Oh the rain, how it crashes down
It will rinse us away, yet keep us in place
All our problems, we build up inside
We create our own barriers, walls to climb
Itâs pathetic, when we lay it all out
To waste another breath on these asinine doubts
Our lives are in our hands, though we have no control
So cherish every sunrise, every sunset, every moon
Are you ready for the real me? My insecurities, my fear and apathy?
Can you see right past my anger? Just words on paper?
I think itâs time that we took control, dropped our egos, released our faith in ghosts
Iâm growing tired of complaining, why are we waiting? Iâve got myself to blame
And if we keep our heads, so far in the past, weâll never realize, beauty fades so fast
If we can actualize, these are our golden times, weâve got a chance to make, something real with our lives
Before we fade away, into a golden ageâ¦
How many times, have we paced these city streets?
Just to find, not an answer or relief
Weâre stuck inside, and itâs tearing us apart
Beauty fades, letâs embrace this golden age
If I could turn back time, Iâd write a letter for myself to find
With simple words, and simple verse, to reassure that my heart is first
In every choice that I make, and every chance that I choose to take
Causeâ even though weâre growing old, tonight is beauty, today is gold