i'm currently obsessed.

[tiggz]

obsessed with this song. with the way he sings it. with the lyrics. with the guitar. everything is just so...guh. so much love i can't even articulate.

lyrics:

baby it's our hearts' slow beating
that make us grow old
i mean to say there's no one helping
we're digging our own hole

i'm reading your words
they're scrawled on the page
they lay here in silent rage
i'll hold you to this
for as long as i breathe
much more than whispers

if i ever found a one leaf clover
it would be you
wishing that such heights were lower
and nothing is new

citing your verse, it couldn't sound worse
the black recital i did rehearse
we all die alone, and as i'm clenching this phone
can't imagine a slowing hearse

how many times will i play the hero
how many lies before it's true
how many times will we clock out at zero
how many tries before we're through
how many lives till another you

the scars are slowly healing
the lips have regained feeling
the obstacles are kneeling
the final wax is sealing
the great white ships are sailing
the feet have left their railing
the four last hooves are hailing

how many times will i play the hero
how many lies before it's true
how many times will we clock out at zero
how many tries before we're through
how many lives till another you

baby it's our hearts' slow beating
that make us grow old
i mean to say there's no one helping
we're digging our own hole

my favorite part is the part i bolded. seriously, if you've never listened to a David Cook song before now, listen to this one. (camera work is a little shaky at first, but hang in there. it's totally worth it.)