This is a little promo a friend asked for, he’s a small artist trying to get his name out there so if you have a chance please check out his new Demo and also all his other music on Spotify because it’s amazing!
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@landthestars
This is a little promo a friend asked for, he’s a small artist trying to get his name out there so if you have a chance please check out his new Demo and also all his other music on Spotify because it’s amazing!
18th january 2019
Lyrics to a song I’ll never finish because I don’t know how to write music :)
At The Hands of the Author
Right now we are an unfinished story being written out by the hands of someone more powerful than any of us. We are unaware of the ending, is this a good story, is it a bad one? We can only hope that there will be a happy ending, but we can't skip to the last page, it doesn't even exist yet. Only the author has an idea of how this will play out but even he could change the ending before he writes it. Our life is occurring with each word that is written, we are just an idea that was written into existence. We are just words dancing across a page. We are nothing but a handful of stories in someone's journal. We are just characters living out his wishes, living by the power of his pen. The only purpose we have is whatever he gives us. He makes us the good guy, the villain, the sidekick, the love interest, he has the power to make us nothing at all. He has the power to write us out. This is not our story, it is his. We are all just living at the hands of the author.
-LandtheStars
some mornings, i still taste you on my tongue
i either burn you off with strong coffee,
or starve all day so i can still feel you on me.
Smoke in the Air
The view out of the window, the reflection of the girl in the glass. The world is something beautiful to look at, but something scary to explore. I don't like to smoke but I like the way it hangs in the air like your breath on a cold morning. So you blow the smoke and I'll lay on the ground and watch it. When sunlight hits the dust it's almost like a masterpiece instead of a mess. The light refracts on glass and leaves rainbows on my face. I sit and hear your music, we speak of outer space. Life seems simple in these moments but frightening in the end. We swirl the smoke with our fingers sitting cross legged on the floor, our fears are just monsters who can't hurt us anymore. Let's dance to the wrong beat and let our worries disappear like the smoke that you leave hanging in the air.
-LandtheStars
I’ve been collecting rainbows
Keeping them in jars
And saving them for
a not so rainy day
-LandtheStars
Sometimes I wonder if I could be better
Love Letter #17
A love letter to myself at 17:
Hello love, just hang in there, I promise things get better. Someone will love you and someone will break your heart and you’ll survive. Don’t get hung up on 16, it isn’t worth it. You’re going to become best friends with the girl with the dreams and you’re going to find your voice. Keep working, keep writing, keep believing that there is good in the world. I think you may be some of the good in the world. XoXo, You at 19
Don’t Count the Days
After its all said and done I want to believe you’ll still be waiting for me when I finish my journey around the sun. I want to come home to your loving arms and know you’ll be there waiting with a smile. Waiting for me to come home. But don’t keep a tally marked calendar on your wall, please. I want you to continue to live your life. Do wondrous things, find beauty, and break the rules. Just keep my heart in your pocket so I can be with you always. I hope that the little things remind you of me, dogs, the stars, all of the small things, the things that other people would just let pass by, but that you know I would point out. Remember that I smell like sunshine and love. If you see a pretty flower I hope it makes you text me. If you hear a terrible joke, I want you to tell me. I want you to think of me and be happy. I want every thought of me to be like a dream. Do not cry while I’m gone, do not fear the bad. I want you to hold onto hope for the good. Please do not count the days I’ve been gone, instead celebrate how soon you’ll see me again and wait for me to come home.
-LandtheStars
Love Letter #10
To the boy who truly loves her,
I am so grateful that you have found your way to her. When you look at her the skies clear and nothing but golden sunshine washes over the land. You have saved us all because you reminded our dreams that love is real. And I haven’t seen her this happy with anyone in so long. I know you have to be the real thing because I rarely see her worry anymore and I never see her act like anyone than herself around you. It wasn’t like that before. She is everything that is good and you start that fire in her soul. I’m so glad that she found you, and if she’s loves you then so do I. XoXo, Her Best Friend
“I can love you, I can want you, I can appreciate you, smile with you and watch a hundred sunsets with you but that still doesn’t change the reality that I can also live without you. I’m just choosing not to because you really make me happy.”
— juansen dizon, You’re my sunshine
some may call me an artist, because I breathe out the insantity that fills my mind at the brink and God I wish that day I would have told her that the way her hair flows down so perfectly over her body makes my insides spin with delight and how all I could think about was holding her on cold nights. I walk this world alone now and my soul yearns for company. I want to lay flowers down all over her body and kiss every inch. I wish someone told me that one day I would begin to feel the things that I have lost and that one day I would begin to write again about sweet cherry lips and red wine. God if I could just feel devine one last time my sleepless nights will end.
Beautiful writing by @6ampoet 💙
Love Letter #14
You are the person who showed me all love does is break, but before that you made me believe in it. I watched you two for years, so in love and happy, I thought it was good, I thought I was watching a real life fairytale but I guess nothing can be good forever. You put that idea in my head, you made me scared of love. You made me realize people can change their mind at anytime. XoXo, The Little Sister
Love Letter #6
A love letter to June:
I love your sunshine and warmth. How do you do it? How are you so perfect? I swear nothing bad could ever happen when you’re here. Please keep blessing me. XoXo, A Girl who Loves Summer
i think i’ll love you till i pass
even then my heaven is you
forever with my hand in yours
your heart with me
and a kiss to keep us going
Love Letter #13
Why do you have to come back into my life just to make me sad again? You show up out of no where when I’m almost healed just to break me again. It’s almost like all you want is to hurt me. XoXo, The Girl who’s trying to move on