Coming Up
Rekindling Journeys: Embracing Redemption in Morning Air
Lyrics
Kandy's coming home 11.45 today
Kandy is returning home at 11:45 today.
I'll take the battered car and meet her down outside the gates
The speaker will drive their worn-out car and meet Kandy outside the gates.
She says we're going back to where it all began
Kandy suggests returning to the place where their relationship started.
Now that the prices have been paid and all the penance done
Now that the necessary sacrifices have been made and the punishment endured.
I'd forgive her anything to make me feel the way she did
The speaker would forgive Kandy anything to feel the same way as before.
I'm not worried now, I'm not worried now
The speaker is no longer worried.
We're coming up in the morning air
They're rising or feeling uplifted in the morning atmosphere.
We'll cross the bridge just when we get there
They'll deal with the obstacles as they come.
I don't care what comes any trick that fate can bring
The speaker doesn't mind what challenges or surprises fate brings.
We'll take on any cause, anybody, anything
They're willing to confront any issue or person.
One day I'll understand what it was all for
Eventually, the speaker will comprehend the purpose of everything.
But I'm not looking back on thinking too much anymore
The speaker avoids dwelling on the past or overthinking.
And tonight out on Black Dye Ridge
They plan to spend the evening at Black Dye Ridge.
We'll pull the car to the side of the road
They'll park the car at the roadside to observe shooting stars and the city below.
And watch the shooting stars and all the city spread below
They'll be intimately close, experiencing what they missed.
We'll be cheek to cheek and all those things we missed
The speaker isn't anxious anymore.
I'm not worried now, I'm not worried now
They feel an upliftment in the morning atmosphere.
We're coming up in the morning air
They'll confront challenges as they arise.
We'll cross the bridge just when we get there
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And all of the hours go by and the faces pass
Time passes, faces come and go, holding their secrets.
Their secrets held and eyes like glass
People's hidden feelings are reflected in their eyes.
And there's always time, there's so little time
There's limited time for their existence, but perhaps...
For us to be but maybe . . .
There might be a chance for something more.
And all the hours go by and I'm counting still
Time continues passing, and the speaker keeps counting.
And I see her face and I see her smile
They remember Kandy's face and smile.
And there's so little time, there's so little time
Again, there's a reminder of limited time.
For us to be but maybe
There's hope for something more, despite the scarcity of time.
We're coming up in the morning air
They feel an upliftment in the morning atmosphere.
We'll cross the bridge just when we get there
They'll confront challenges as they arise.
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