Feel the rain on your skin
By Natasha Bedingfield
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah
This song represents my American dream because I want to make my own
decisions, my own mistakes. I want to
have the opportunity to have my own dreams, goals. I want to be the person that says where I am
going. I want to be the honor of my
life. Not my mom, dad, brother, family,
or friends. They can give me there
opinion but at the end I want to be the one who makes the decision. I want the power to control my life.
This song is saying that you have a blank page and pencil and you’re the
only one that can write your future on it.
This page is your future and the pencil is your decisions. Once you’re writing on the page it becomes
your present and your future. It is only
up to you what and how you want your present and future to look and be like.
This song also represents me in some way; it took me time to understand
this. I am still learning how to us the
pencil. The page always seems to get
lost and is hard to find it at times, and sometimes I don’t even want to find
it. It is hard not being able to know or
understand at firs. I hope one day I can
fully take responsibility of my present and future just like it should be.
Barbie the last paragraph you wrote here is BEAUTIFUL. Keep practicing. Your writing has these highly poetic, self aware moments that pull me in as a reader. Keep working on spelling and sentence level errors.
ReplyDeleteYou are so right that your life is just beginning and you do hold the pen in your hand of how you want this beautiful life to go and how you want to express yourself in the world. Great poetry does not hold back it tells it like it is without restriction or limits.
ReplyDeleteHave you hear her brother's Daniel' songs? Even though they come from the same family they express themselves in different ways but still with lots of emotion. - Maria Elena
So beautiful! The idea that we each write our own lives puts us in the wonderful - if not scary - position of responsibility for our successes and our failures. And how we respond to our failures. We are not victims - everything is within our power. It reminds me of a quote I heard somewhere that goes something like: "It doesn't matter how many times you fall, keep getting up. Keep falling better until you don't fall at all."
ReplyDeletethe song you chose to represent you is incredible. we all go through a stage in life which we think back of the negative decisions we had made but also what they represent. in order to write out our life in paper, we must first take a look at ourselves and not surround ourselves by everybody else's life. great post !!
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