Still Choosing You

post-metal, doom metal, industrial/ambient

Still Choosing You

(Verse 1)

I spent my whole life searchin’
For a place my heart could land,
Not a castle made of promises,
Just somebody’s steady hand.

Not the kind of love that’s perfect,
Not the kind that never breaks,
Just the kind that sits beside you
When the whole world starts to shake.

I don’t need a thousand roses,
Don’t need diamonds, don’t need gold,
I just need the one who knows me
And still chooses not to go.

(Pre-Chorus)

‘Cause I got tired of auditioning,
Tryin’ to earn what should be free,
Then you walked in and showed me
What forever’s meant to be.

(Chorus)

It’s the safety of your heartbeat,
When the night gets cold and long,
It’s knowin’ you ain’t keepin’ score
Of every right and every wrong.

It’s laughin’ in the grocery aisle,
Forty years from now somehow,
Still tellin’ all the same old jokes,
Still lookin’ at me like right now.

Everybody dreams of wedding bells,
White dresses and “I do,”
But baby, when I’m eighty years old,
I’m still dreamin’ about you.

(Verse 2)

We weren’t talkin’ about passion,
We weren’t chasin’ some fantasy,
We were talkin’ about showin’ up
Through every season faithfully.

About helpin’ each other out the car,
When our backs don’t work the same,
About knowin’ every wrinkle
And still callin’ each other names.

About medicine on the counter,
About glasses by the bed,
About holdin’ hands in silence
When there’s not much left to say.

(Bridge)

And if life gets heavy,
If the roads get rough,
If the years leave scars,
I’ll still call it love.

Not because it’s easy,
Not because it’s new,
But because every morning
I wake up and choose you.

(Final Chorus)

It’s the safety of your heartbeat,
The peace I searched to find,
The place where I can finally rest
And leave my fears behind.

It’s laughin’ in the grocery store,
Gray-haired and movin’ slow,
Knowin’ all my strange little pieces,
And lovin’ me anyway though.

Everybody dreams of wedding bells,
But that’s never been the view,
I’m dreamin’ of helpin’ you out the car
When we’re eighty-two.

And if we make it that far,
Baby, here’s the truth…

The greatest thing I ever found
Was still choosing you.

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Still Choosing You (Verse 1) I spent my whole life searchin’ For a place my heart could land, Not a castle made of promises, Just somebody’s steady hand. Not the kind of love that’s perfect, Not the kind that never breaks, Just the kind that sits beside you When the whole world starts to shake. I don’t need a thousand roses, Don’t need diamonds, don’t need gold, I just need the one who knows me And still chooses not to go. (Pre-Chorus) ‘Cause I got tired of auditioning, Tryin’ to earn what should be free, Then you walked in and showed me What forever’s meant to be. (Chorus) It’s the safety of your heartbeat, When the night gets cold and long, It’s knowin’ you ain’t keepin’ score Of every right and every wrong. It’s laughin’ in the grocery aisle, Forty years from now somehow, Still tellin’ all the same old jokes, Still lookin’ at me like right now. Everybody dreams of wedding bells, White dresses and “I do,” But baby, when I’m eighty years old, I’m still dreamin’ about you. (Verse 2) We weren’t talkin’ about passion, We weren’t chasin’ some fantasy, We were talkin’ about showin’ up Through every season faithfully. About helpin’ each other out the car, When our backs don’t work the same, About knowin’ every wrinkle And still callin’ each other names. About medicine on the counter, About glasses by the bed, About holdin’ hands in silence When there’s not much left to say. (Bridge) And if life gets heavy, If the roads get rough, If the years leave scars, I’ll still call it love. Not because it’s easy, Not because it’s new, But because every morning I wake up and choose you. (Final Chorus) It’s the safety of your heartbeat, The peace I searched to find, The place where I can finally rest And leave my fears behind. It’s laughin’ in the grocery store, Gray-haired and movin’ slow, Knowin’ all my strange little pieces, And lovin’ me anyway though. Everybody dreams of wedding bells, But that’s never been the view, I’m dreamin’ of helpin’ you out the car When we’re eighty-two. And if we make it that far, Baby, here’s the truth… The greatest thing I ever found Was still choosing you.

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