Wednesday, July 13, 2016
LIFE: "THE FUTURE IS UNWRITTEN" - AN UPDATE, TRAVELS, SONG AND MORE
"Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield
. . . An oldie, but a goodie.
I am unwritten
Can't read my mind
I'm undefined
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
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
Lovely Labels:
Henry DavidThoreau
,
Life
,
Natasha Bedingfield
,
Road Trips
,
Travel
,
Unwritten
,
Updates
,
Walk in the woods
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by Liesl Ehardt
Sounds the horns.... Adventures await!!
ReplyDeleteThank you!!! 😊
ReplyDeleteLiesl, I wish you luck on your road trip. It's something I've always wanted to do! But I haven't had the time or money.... Yet. One of these days! Definitely on my bucket list!!
ReplyDeleteI've been following your blog for years, and I think you're definitely a stronger person from all the experiences you've gone through in your life. I'm a firm believer that everything happens for a reason.
You've definitely encouraged me to go out there, and just live life to its fullest! Life is too short not to try and enjoy every second of it. Xoxo
PS I'll be following along on Instagram!!!
What an incredibly sweet, kind and thoughtful message, Krystal, thank you!
DeleteI can't tell you how much your words, and the time you took to stop by and leave a comment, mean to me! <3 I, too, believe things happen for a reason and it's readers like you, who have become friends from afar, who inspire me and keep me going...together we really can make the most of each moment! :)
BIG hugs to you!!!
XOXO
Liesl! I live in Park City! How long are you going to be there because I'd love to see you!
ReplyDeleteWonderful Whitney! I'll be seeing my aunt and uncle in Park City for dinner, but if I 'm going to get there early with some time, I'd love to see you, too, perhaps for a quick coffee or drink and will let you know in advance! 😊
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