AS PLANNED -- (from the musical)
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Lyrics
… Every single bridge I’ve ever built has gotten burned up But I am still yearning for the joy of making art It’s like trying to make a key, for a lock that can’t be found… …. [pre-chorus] The cruel jabs of criticism damages the heart, trying to shoot me down when I was only getting started … [Verse] DREAMS CAN GET DAMAGED BEFORE THEY'RE EVEN FORMED YET AND LAUGHTER HURTS THE VOICES THAT ARE TRYING TO BREAK THE NORM [Chorus] BUT IF THE VISION'S TRUE, IT WILL FIND ITS WAY THROUGH THE NOISE THROUGH THE PAIN (through the voices and the pain) EVERY SINGLE DAY [Bridge] [Verse] Once I told my mother that I want to be an artist She gave a funny look and she was trying not to laugh, Then she told my father, and the both of them were laughing, [pre-chorus] Now I'm sad that my art life hasn't gone as planned [Chorus] Now my mother's dying and I have to clean her house out I never saw my father again... [Bridge] . [Verse] Once I told my mother that I want to be an artist She gave a funny look and she was trying not to laugh, Then she told my father, and the both of them were laughing, [pre-chorus] Now my art life hasn't go as planned [Chorus] Now my mother's dying and I have to clean her house out I never saw my father again... [Bridge] . [Verse][Switch] I'll stay until your soul floats away And then in the morning, I'll help clean up this place [Chorus][Switch] Thank you my love, for the best gift of all of the two crazy kids who fell in love [Bridge][Switch] It shows life can be, so beautiful … Every single bridge I’ve ever built has gotten burned up But I am still yearning for the joy of making art It’s like trying to make a key, for a lock that can’t be found… …. [pre-chorus] The cruel jabs of criticism damages the heart, trying to shoot me down when I was only getting started Dreamers can get damaged, before they're even formed... .... ... LAUGHTER HURTS THE VOICES THAT ARE TRYING TO BREAK THE NORM [Chorus] BUT IF THE VISION'S TRUE, IT WILL FIND ITS WAY THROUGH THE NOISE THROUGH THE PAIN (through the voices and the pain) EVERY SINGLE DAY [Bridge] [Outro] Once I told my mother that I want to be an artist She gave a funny look and she was trying not to laugh, Then she told my father, and the both of them were laughing, [pre-chorus] Now my art life hasn't go as planned [Chorus] Now my mother's dying and I have to clean her house out and I'll never see my father again. [END]
