Broken from the start

Life is a gift like fresh cut roses

Cut from the branch and brought inside

It’s a slow contradiction that’s beauty in a vase

When the cords are cut that’s when we start to die

Lately death and life get so confusing

I can’t tell the difference here tonight

Lately every breath feels like I’m kissing death

And when time is dead I cease to be alive

If you hide yourself deep inside, deep inside

In time you’ve got nothing left to hide

There’s nothing left inside

Tonight, honey I am gonna break your heart

Mine was broken from the start, broken from the start

Choice is the only thing we’re given

For one will live, another dies

One road says hello the other says goodbye

And the roads that you don’t choose begin to die

They won’t pay a cent to hear you laughing

They might pay a little to hear you cry

If you do it long enough they might even pay attention

But they still won’t pay respect until you die, die

[Jon Foreman]

Tava escutando esta música nesse exato instante e na verdade nunca tinha me ligado de procurar sua tradução, sabia algumas partes só de escutar mesmo...
Então fui procurá-la, e é tipo, O máximo... Gostei demais e decidi postar :P

Um beijo*