lyrics with meaning

"Let Go"

drink up baby down
Are you in or are you out?
Leave your things behind
'Cause it's all going off without you
Excuse me too busy you're writing your tragedy
These mishaps
You bubble-wrap
When you've no idea what you're like

[Chorus:]
So, let go,let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
So, let go, l-let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown

It gains the more it gives
And then it rises with the fall
So hand me that remote
Can't you see that all that stuff's a sideshow?
Such boundless pleasure
We've no time for later
Now you can't await
your own arrival
you've twenty seconds to comply

[Chorus:]
So, let go, so let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's alright
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
So, let go, yeah let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown

[Background sounds]

[Chorus:]
So, let go, so let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's alright
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
So, let go, yeah let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown

In the breakdown
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
The breakdown

So amazing here
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown



I love this song because it describes how i want to live my life...i love spontinuity..and wish more people could take the pleasure it provides without a second thought...this song is all about letting go of your worries, your cares, you responsibilities..and jumping into life...and going for it...life should be full of change at least until we feel settled and even then change will make it more exciting..

spring time

this weekend was amazing in montana...i went rafting all day saturday...i really enjoyed the car ride..it is breathtaking going along the windy country roads in the spring when all the fields are green and youc an still se snow in the mountains...on sunday i went to my friends lake cabin...it was so relaxing the only sound i could here were the geese...i just cant get over how we all live in such a wonderful place..i hope it stays like this for awhile..im starting to get scared that im experiencing the last moments of montana as we know it

Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you are to become who you will be.....this is one of my favorite statements..im about to embark on a journey to spain..and im not what i want to do yet..but i know i havent found it yet...and i know that im not supposed to be in bozeman right now..life is all about taking chances, trying new things, branching out, and exploring....because eventually you will encounter something that makes you whole..something so perfect that all of a sudden a sense of security takes over you..and you feel settled...right now i feel like my skin is the only thing keeping me from going a millon differnt directions..i am young and restless...and want to be adventurous, spontaneous, and free....because i only get one chance to be young and live my life!!

the gloom over campus

As I walked from class to class this morning I couldn’t help but to notice an unfamiliar mood among other students. The steady downpour of rain helped illustrate the gloom over campus that wasn’t caused by the weather. Everyone hid under their umbrellas, darted to class, and refrained from speaking in my economics class. I used to only worry about waking up on time for my 8 am class or finding a parking place but this morning was different. Those videos on CNN gave me goose bumps and made all my muscles cringe. Aaryn, Kari, and I were so disturbed by the creep, the assassin at Virginia Tech, we had to watch the news together and tell ourselves that we live in a safe place. At the same time we had the thoughts of the MSU students who had murdered innocent people over the summer, and the 160 girls that are raped at MSU each year. Aaryn spent all day yesterday laying down footprints that represented the victims of sexual violence at MSU and it made me wonder why we have to be so afraid about coming to school. In college we choose to come to class, unlike high school where it is forced routine, I just didn’t expect this kind of brutality from an adult that is supposedly going to school in order to create a better future. No one is making anyone go to college, we make that choice ourselves, and the best part about life is the option to change your mind. This whole situation just baffles me I guess. I also thought people were coming to Montana because they felt a sense of security among the residents. It turns out that we too have a history of violence among MSU students. It just worries me that in a seemingly harmless community such brutality occurred a few days ago. This is a response to a discussion we had in my English class today but I thought I needed to send it to my friends and family as well. I just wanted to let everyone know that most of us are truly scared now. I had numerous missed calls from my parents and sister by five that afternoon, even though the massacre took place hundreds of miles away, it hit close to home. My mom was worried about my safety and wanted to make sure I was okay. I can only imagine the kinds of images she was replaying in her head the three times I didn’t answer her calls. I guess this whole incident just reiterates how imperative it is to be aware of our surroundings, and also let the people close to us that we care about them.

How things used to and ought to be

They used to be carefree souls that wandered through existence with only one purpose and that was to live life. The lady earth was their safety. From her they derived food, cured illness, and marveled in her splendor. They had no sense of value and no reason to claim ownership. They were true, honest, and loyal. A race that caused no harm to the unscarred world they inhabited. They were people who lived off the land, bathed in the winding rivers, danced vibrantly, sang passionately, and loved endlessly. Purity can be contaminated quickly with the power of a mighty wind. The gusts brought about change across the new world, swirling over the mountains, through the trees, under hooves of the buffalo, beneath eagle’s wings, until the once so careless natives are forced to conform. Beliefs, rituals, tradition fight to stay alive. Many Native Americans today struggle to find a place among society, without severing generations of roots and forgetting their true identity as an Indian.

What is the proper definition to depict a` man? Does he have to be built, insensitive, and proud? Or is he permitted to be in tune with emotions, cry in a movie, and kiss his mother without societal reticule?