Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard
Said, "No more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars"Yeah, we'll be counting stars
I see this life, like a swinging vineSwing my heart across the lineAnd in my face is flashing signsSeek it out and ye shall find
Old, but I'm not that oldYoung, but I'm not that boldAnd I don't think the world is soldOn just doing what we're told
I feel something so rightDoing the wrong thingAnd I feel something so wrongDoing the right thingI couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lieEverything that kills me makes me feel alive
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleepDreaming about the things that we could beBut baby, I've been, I've been praying hardSaid, "No more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars"
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleepDreaming about the things we could beBut baby, I've been, I've been praying hardSaid, "No more counting dollars, we'll be, we'll be counting stars"
Yeah, yeah
I feel your love, and I feel it burnDown this river, every turnHope is our four-letter wordMake that money, watch it burn
Old, but I'm not that oldYoung, but I'm not that boldAnd I don't think the world is soldOn just doing what we're told
And I feel something so wrongDoing the right thingI couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lieEverything that drowns me makes me wanna fly
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleepDreaming about the things that we could beBut baby, I've been, I've been praying hardSaid, "No more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars"
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleepDreaming about the things that we could beBut baby, I've been, I've been praying hardSaid, "No more counting dollars, we'll be, we'll be counting stars"
Oh, take that money, watch it burnSink in the river the lessons I've learnedTake that money, watch it burnSink in the river the lessons I've learnedTake that money, watch it burnSink in the river the lessons I've learnedTake that money, watch it burnSink in the river the lessons I've learnedEverything that kills me makes me feel alive
Love this: "we'll be counting stars"
ReplyDeletePondering this: "Everything that kills me makes me feel alive"
... great addition to our soundtrack.
This seems to resonate with that ponderful (new word?) line in "Counting Stars."
ReplyDeleteIn consonance with the great Buddhist teacher Pema Chödrön’s insight that “only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us,”
Also, another one from Popova: “In art,” Kafka assured his teenage walking companion, “one must throw one’s life away in order to gain it.”
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