"This song is about certain things that have shaped my life, how specific emotions, memories and feelings can be identified in objects, people and even the way your body has been made or distorted throughout your life time. This song is about facing death, living life, traveling, exploring, self realization and family connections (wether they be good or bad) and never forgetting to acknowledge the factors, in life, that make you who you are."
Verse:
The oil painting on my wall stands alone
Depicting a rocky out crop from the sea
It's the thing you left for me.
And in the corner of my room there stands a guitar
Graffitied in distant memories of when I
Travelled the great ocean road.
Chorus:
All of these things that I own
Each have their stories to tell
Each strike an emotion
Deep within my soul
Verse:
The scars across my chest are a legacy left
By a tumor that crushed my heart and lungs
In the year 2004.
And the hair that grows so thick above my head
Once fell like autumn leaves right to the ground below
When the drugs set in.
Chorus:
And everything that makes my body up
Each have their stories to tell
Each strike an emotion deep within my soul
Verse:
The fingertips that play this guitar today
Were past down through the bloodline of my mothers side
But thats all she gave to me.
But by my fathers side I never felt alone
With my sisters and my nieces that I love so much
I know they'll be there for me.
Chorus:
And all of these people I know
Each have their stories to tell
Each strike an emotion deep within my soul
Outro:
With the setting moon comes a rising sun
Another day is born
And as the years go on I'll grow old and grey
But never will forget
The things that made me, me.
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