When I’m tuning into watch Rage on a Saturday morning to listen to the top 40 songs, this is the stuff that should be in there. Real music from an artist with talent and humility! Come and tour Australia
Patrick, your music got me through my very very lonely last two years of highschool, seriously the darkest time in my life, but your music gave me hope and happiness to keep going. thank you.
This dude needs a better management/ promotional team! His songs truly resonate with the heart and soul. I need to hear these songs on the radio!! What is it going to take to make this happen?? There's so much garbage music out there, but Patrick is the real deal. Love his music!
I love this song its wonderful, this song its my favourite of all time, really my name is mahdi and im 23 years old im a special guy i take my medicine every day but i never give up on my dreams im a guitarist and i live in italy finally this august im coming in Nashville with my dad im so happy ❤❤❤🎸🎸🎸🎸⭐🌟🌟🌟I hope this 2024 my dreams it comes true to play guitar with you its my dream you are an amazing artist really you are my favorite artists on the world i love blues music like you you are my inspiration really i hope to see you to be your friend and play guitar with you on tour with you ❤❤❤❤😊😊🎸🎸🎸🎸⭐🌟🌟🌟
Said, "we wouldn't even see the meteor At that speed, just ask the dinosaurs How they liked it They didn't like it Oh, a tidal wave a hundred stories tall The point I'm tryna make Is the time that's upon us Is all that we're promised" So I said, "Babe, if that's the case We don't have time to waste" Could I be yours in the morning? I'm tired of counting down streetlights 'Til we kiss goodnight at your door anymore, it's The only thing I dream of when I close my eyes Dancing on the floor while the city sleeps Moving to the music of our opening scene, I'd Fall in love, I'm just warning ya So could I be yours in the morning? I wanna see your sleepy morning face Over coffee cups and scrambled eggs And I'll get the paper If you get the paper So we can read about the super genius Scientists with laser beams Who totally saved us And blew that rock into space dust So I could be yours in the morning I'm tired of counting down streetlights 'Til we kiss goodnight at your door anymore, it's The only thing I dream of when I close my eyes Dancing on the floor while the city sleeps Moving to the music of our opening scene, I'd Fall in love, I'm just warning ya So could I be yours in the morning? Could I be yours in the morning? Could I be yours in the morning? Hey, in the afternoon, in the evening too, darling Yeah, could I be yours? Could I be yours in the morning? It's the only thing I dream of when I close my eyes Dancing on the floor while the city sleeps Moving to the music of our opening scene, I'd Fall in love, I'm just warning ya So could I be yours in the morning? Oh-oh-oh, could I be yours in the morning? Oh-oh-oh, could I be yours, darling? Oh, could I be yours? Hear the point I'm trying to make The time that's upon us Is all that we're promised
String of lights on the door Welcome back to your life This is worth living for There's so much left in store And we don't Get to choose Who we get to love Or who it is we're gonna lose Or what breaks our hearts in two But no one really dies if the love remains 'Cause nothing that dies really goes away See grief, it's just like glitter It's hard to brush away Bright light and it still shimmers Like it was yesterday And it falls like confetti All of the memories explode like a hand grenade And it's sweet and it's bitter Grief, it's like glitter Oh, what a mess it makes What a mess it makes Past denial and the rage The what if and the praying on the hardest days You accept what you can't change But no one really dies if the love remains Yeah, nothing that dies really goes away See grief, it's just like glitter It's hard to brush away Bright light and it still shimmers Like it was yesterday And it falls like confetti All of the memories explode like a hand grenade And it's sweet and it's bitter Grief, it's like glitter Oh, what a mess it makes What a mess it makes I think life's a party Something you should celebrate Some people leave early And others get to stay And hearts, they burst like fireworks At the end of the parade See grief, it's just like glitter It's hard to brush away Bright light and it still shimmers Like it was yesterday And it falls like confetti All of the memories explode like a hand grenade And it's sweet and it's bitter Grief, it's like glitter Oh, what a mess it makes What a mess it makes
Yesterday was Father’s Day and 3 of my family hit a tree coming back a celebration of life for my passed grandma. Only one walked away from the crash 💔
Some may judge and that's fine, but I am a young single mom of 2 as well as a recovering addict. This song hit me hard. I'm proud to say I am attending college this September for my degree in "Mental health and addictions". It's amazing I'm still here and I have found my purpose, and one day I can make my children proud of who I've become.
One day is a direct line to today. I’m proud of you and grateful this song found you. Your kids are going to have a beautiful life because of the work you’re putting in. Keep going.
