Skies are
crying
I am watching
Catching teardrops in my hands
Only silence as it's ending, like we never had a chance
Do you have to, make me feel like there is nothing left of me?
I am watching
Catching teardrops in my hands
Only silence as it's ending, like we never had a chance
Do you have to, make me feel like there is nothing left of me?
[Chorus]
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
As the smoke clears
I awaken, and untangle you from me
Would it make you, feel better to watch me while I bleed?
All my windows, still are broken
But I'm standing on my feet
[Chorus]
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
[Bridge]
Go run, run, run
I'm gonna stay right here
Watch you disappear, yeah
Go run, run, run
Yeah it's a long way down
But I am closer to the clouds up here
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper, Ohhh woaah
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
A friend
of mine kept listening to this song countless times after her break up with her
boyfriend for two years. According to her, this song best encapsulates her
feelings right at that moment. She was crying for a couple of days and it
helped her that she did and that a lot of people really care for her to be listening
to her stories and wiping her tears. I was lucky not to be there because
honestly, I don’t know how to comfort a hurting friend. I can claim to be a
good listener but that’s just it. I’m just a listener. I don’t know what to say
and when I figure out what to say, I don’t know how to say it. I guess it also
contributed that I’ve never been into a relationship and never had my heart
broken. Maybe I had but my heart was never shattered. Plus I don’t really share
things. I don’t open up to anyone. And this is the funny part. My friends are
hunting me when they had their hearts broken. They want me to listen. Maybe
that’s the thing. They just wanted someone to listen to them. And that is my
very purpose, to listen.
This
friend that I was talking about told us that every break up takes us one step
closer to Mr. Right and it made me wonder how many Mr. Wrongs do I have to be
with until I find my Mr. Right. Lucky are those who went straight to Mr. Right
because I don’t think I can handle too much heartbreak. I don’t think I can
pick up the pieces of my heart after it was shattered by some jerks. I don’t
think I can rise from the ground like a SKYSCRAPER. -C
