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Genre: Music
Date of upload: Feb 26, 2018 ^^
Rating : 4.946 (9,008/660,119 LTDR)
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Dear future me,
Whether this is to future me in a month, a year, or even 10 years I hope you remember. Remember who you are. Don’t let the flame die out even though at the time of this message it’s just a few embers. Do not let addiction, self doubt, and depression stomp out the flame. Remember that when everything seems dark that maybe, just maybe we are the light. Future self don’t like the light die out because that’s all we have an if we lose the light we will have let ourselves die somewhere deep down inside of ourself. And if you don’t want to fight for yourself, remember when we were a kid. That little kid version of ourself is always there watching as we continue to struggle and let the flame die. He will always be there to provide the embers needed to fuel a roaring flame. Remember who you are future self.
With hope,
Me from 2024
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The nice thing about listening to this kind of music is coming here late night and get to read people’s thoughts and experiences, I love how everyone feel so comfortable to let out what they are experiencing in like , I love it when they let out what’s happening in their lives as this song plays , I love how they wrote to their future selves and with hopes of coming back here and seeing how much they have grown , and coming back here to remember how life has changed , as they say music is timeless , and it’s amazing to see people go through memory lane and remember the first time they had these. Life happens so fast , sometimes we never know what the other person is going through , show love to people you meet you never know when you can make anyone’s day , you don’t know how many lives you could save by just being nice…
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It’s 3:19 in the morning. I’m rocking my 2 1/2 month old son to sleep to this song for the i don’t know how manyith time. Some where in the 6 minuets and 52 seconds of the song we both find ourselves calming and connecting, and he inevitably falls into a deep sleep on my chest. His perfect little eyelashes resting on his perfect little cheeks I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of it.
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I once dated a girl for almost 7 years and she showed me this song when she used to hurt and cry and I would hold her and cry with her. Just remembering how this song made us feel bringing us together, how it’d make us feel pure bliss. Now I lay here in my bed in the dark just silently crying away wishing she’d come back to me. I hope one day she’ll be in my arms again listening to this song with me happily.💔
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I’ve had this in my head for a week now, this isn’t meant to be the best song in the world. It’s not meant to be perfect. It’s not made to get views. This is pain at its finest, stuck in the past, attached to what could’ve been and what you are now, the chorus is the same over and over to represent the loop of the same mindset and thought process you had since then and now. Beautiful work. Everyone has their own meanings to music and some just to pass time. Rasp in the voice is passion, grunge in the beat is anger, and melody in the instrument is emotional movement.
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You don't know me
Cause I'm from a different age
And you can't see me
Cause I live in a different age
And you could hurt me
But you wouldn't know what to say
But you should believe me
Our dreams are all the same
Like a life without love
God that's just insane
But a
love without life
That shit happens every day
And I wish I could change
But I'll probably just stay the same
And I wish you could sing along
But this song is a joke
And the melody I wrote wrong
Oh you can't hear me
Cause I sing to a different age
And you should fear me
Cause I believe in a different age
But I live in a city
That lives in a different age
Oh I live in a city
That lives
in a different age
Where all the punks are writing memoirs
And I'm still singing songs
Oh all the punks ar
e writing memoirs
And I'm still singing songs
They say theirs nothing left for you hear kid
Why don't you just go home
They say this city is useless
We've already done it all
Oh all the punks are writing memoirs
And I'm still singing songs
And I wish you could sing along
But this song is a joke and the melody I wrote
wrong
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@spiydeemusic
4 years ago
When i was younger an art teacher told me that once we grow up we dont look at the sky anymore. So now i look up at the sky everyday and i appreciate life.
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