The more I give, I see,
this life’s not about me

The more I love, I see,
this life’s not about me

The more I help, I see,
this life’s not about me

The more I do, I see,
this life’s not about me

“Our days were numbered by nights
on too many rooftops
They said we’re wasting our lives..
But Oh atleast we know,
that if we die
We lived with passion…
they said we burned soo bright…”

Cartel – Burn this city

This is my mantra for a full life; being able to say before my death-to-come that I lived out my time (and that I lived in this world without ever calling it my home).

I want images…of everything.

I want loved ones close by. Friends to share it with, varied types of living and experiences.

I want pictures, video, memories, momentos…everything.

I want to go places, see amazing things, challenge myself, stretch my physical and mental limits.

I don’t want to do it alone. I want my best friend at my side; experiencing every part of it with me. I want them to be a part of this life well-lived.

I want something far more than the ordinary.

I want to exhaust every bit of myself in hopes to quench this thirst for more.

Hello, good morning, how ya do?
What makes your rising sun so new?
I could use a fresh beginning too
All of my regrets are nothing new

So this is the way
that I say that I need You
This is the way
That I say I love You
This is the way
That I say I’m Yours
This is the way
This is the way

So this is the way
that I say that I need You
This is the way
This is the way

That I’m learning to breathe
I’m learning to crawl
I’m finding that You and
You alone can break my fall
I’m living again, awake and alive
I’m dying to breathe in these abundant skies

Hello, good morning, how ya been?
Yesterday left my head kicked in
I never thought I could fall like that
Never knew that I could hurt this bad

I’m learning to breathe
I’m learning to crawl
I’m finding that You and
You alone can break my fall
I’m living again, awake and alive
I’m dying to breathe in these abundant skies