My brother Elijah is creating a short film called HERO.
We need your help! ( watch the trailer http://kck.st/2QrRpEu )
OWL CITY Concert LIVE at the Nashville War Memorial with exclusive guest MATT THIESSEN… Click to show LYRICS: buy Ocean Eyes CD at http://www.owlcitymusic.com All songs copyright by OWL CITY aka Adam Young. Filmed on April 19th, 2010 in Nashville, TN
I can finally see that You’re right there beside me | I am not my own, for I have been made new | Please don’t let me go, I desperately need You | I am not my own, for I have been made new | Please don’t let me go, I desperately need You
The stars lean down to kiss you and I lie awake and miss you | Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere | ‘Cause I’ll doze off safe and soundly, but I’ll miss your arms around me | I’d send a postcard to you dear, ’cause I wish you were here | I’ll watch the night turn light blue but it’s not the same without you because it takes two to whisper quietly | The silence isn’t so bad till I look at my hands and feel sad, ’cause the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly | I’ll find repose in new ways, though I haven’t slept in two days ’cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone | But drenched in vanilla twilight, I’ll sit on the front porch all night | Waist deep in thought because when I think of you, I don’t feel so alone | I don’t feel so alone | I don’t feel so alone | As many times as I’ll blink, I’ll think of you tonight | I’ll think of you tonight | When violet eyes get brighter and heavy wings grow lighter, I’ll taste the sky and feel alive again | And I’ll forget the world that I knew but I swear I won’t forget you | Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past, I’d whisper in your ear | Oh darling, I wish you were here
Ronald Reagan’s Challenger Speech:
Ladies and gentlemen, I’d planned to speak to you tonight to report on the state of the Union, but the events of earlier today have led me to change those plans. Today is a day for mourning and remembering.
Nancy and I are pained to the core by the tragedy of the shuttle Challenger. We know we share this pain with all of the people of our country. This is truly a national loss.
Nineteen years ago, almost to the day, we lost three astronauts in a terrible accident on the ground. But we’ve never lost an astronaut in flight; we’ve never had a tragedy like this. And perhaps we’ve forgotten the courage it took for the crew of the shuttle; but they, the Challenger Seven, were aware of the dangers, but overcame them and did their jobs brilliantly. We mourn seven heroes: Michael Smith, Dick Scobee, Judith Resnik, Ronald McNair, Ellison Onizuka, Gregory Jarvis, and Christa McAuliffe. We mourn their loss as a nation together.
For the families of the seven, we cannot bear, as you do, the full impact of this tragedy. But we feel the loss, and we’re thinking about you so very much. Your loved ones were daring and brave, and they had that special grace, that special spirit that says, “Give me a challenge and I’ll meet it with joy.” They had a hunger to explore the universe and discover its truths. They wished to serve, and they did. They served all of us.
Hello Seattle, I am a mountaineer in the hills and highlands | I fall asleep in hospital parking lots and awake in your mouth | Hello Seattle, I am a manta ray deep beneath the blue waves | I’ll crawl the sandy bottom of Puget Sound and construct a summer home | Hello Seattle, I am the crescent moon shining down on your face | I will disguise myself as a sleeping pill and descend inside of you | Hello Seattle, I am a cold sea horse feeling warm in your sand | I sing about the tide and the ocean surf rolling in the evening breeze | Hello Seattle, I am an albatross on the docks and moored boats | I sail above your inlets and interstates | Through the rain and open wind | Hello Seattle, I am an old lighthouse throwing beams of bright light | Red in the morning, blue in the evening sun | Taking heed for everyone | Take me above your light | Carry me through the night | Hold me secure in flight | Sing me to sleep tonight