Counting Stars

So many thoughts lately. People once trusted. Their betrayals.  Lies I've believed.  Working so hard to live.  Facing fears.  Facing pain.  And...now....what?  What does one do when you cross all those bridges?  Do you dare...HOPE?  That four letter word?  How do you prove it was worth it?  To the world?  To yourself? But I know, if perversely.... Everything that kills me makes me feel alive!

Counting Stars - One Republic

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 vine 
Swing my heart across the line.
In my face is flashing signs
Seek it out and ye shall find.
Old, but I'm not that old.
Young, but I'm not that bold.
I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told.
I feel something so right
Doing the wrong thing.
I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing.
I could lie, could lie, could lie...
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive.

I feel the love and I feel it burn
Down this river, every turn.
Hope is a four-letter word.
Make that money, watch it burn.
Old, but I'm not that old.
Young, but I'm not that bold.
I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told
I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing.
I could lie, could lie, could lie...
Everything that drowns me makes me want to fly.

Take that money, watch it burn.
Sink in the river the lessons I learned.
Take that money, watch it burn.
Sink in the river the lessons I learned.

Everything that kills me....makes me feel alive.

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.

We'll be counting stars.

Everything that tried to drown me...makes me want to fly.
Thanks, One Republic (and Rosie for sharing).  You said it well.
For all of you, come with me. Let's fly.- c