Songs that you feel are "spiritual"

Ian Gordon

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#63

Well I sought gold and diamond rings
My own drug to ease the pain that living brings
Walked from the mountain to the valley floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward

From a house on a hill a sacred light shines
I walk through these rooms but none of them are mine
Down empty hallways I went from door to door
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward

Well your hair shone in the sun
I was so high, yeah I was the lucky one
Then I came crashing down like a drunk on a barroom floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward

Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back
I'm flying high over gray fields, my feathers long and black
Down along the river's silent edge I soar
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
 
#75
“I feel like songwriters don’t even write their songs anyway. They are sort of like vessels transporting energy through themselves. When I write a song I don’t even feel like I’ve even written it, so I am not jealous of other peoples songs because I’m sure they have the same experience.” Johnny Flynn
 
#78
Like the legend of the Phoenix,
All ends with beginnings.
What keeps the planets spinning,
The force from the beginning.

We've come too far
To give up who we are,
So let's raise the bar
And our cups to the stars.



It might seem crazy what I’m about to say
Sunshine she’s here, you can take a break
I’m a hot air balloon that could go to space
With the air, like I don’t care baby by the way

Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is you
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like that’s what you wanna do
 
S

Sciborg_S_Patel

#79

"Searching for eternity, you are a frivolous dreamer. Holding fast to unreliable dreams, where are you going?"

"Searching for the key to open twilight. With the moon's shadow out of reach, I cry: Where am I going?"
 
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