A Night Like This (100 TEARS)

Every night is like this. I don´t get to choose our Beautiful Love songs, the Upper Hand does it for me. They have all been written for us. Minus, or plus, I´ve lost an arm and probably even my mind

Jul 11, 2023

… in these endless emotion battles for you. And I´ve earned your trust. But then, one wrong move, one after another after another after another, and your trust becomes the most gorgeously stupid thing I ever cut in the world, like cutting to the chase, a witch hunt for another girl after another after another after another, but all of them is only you … 100 TEARS.

That´s what my whole life´s all about, the good, the bad, and the ugly. I even have the Grim Reaper impressed, falling, staring at me as I´m full of Life fighting for your Beauty, the ever-lasting kind, in the name of Love. That´s what propels me. And if I AM to die for Love, I will die happily, the most honorable death God permits. Jesus died on the Cross for all of us. Jesus is my weapon in the middle of all my flaws and faults. Jesus helps me carry my heavy cross. Jesus is my strength amidst all the weaknesses of my Flesh. Jesus makes me realize there´s Real Power in the Cross and the Blood and the Spirit of Love, all worth living for, all worth suffering, all worth dying for. I´m just an expandable soldier of Christ who bleeds, who fights, who doesn´t quit, who IS still alive, who breathes every single day and night … in the name of Love, which is the cure to all of my aches resulting from the immortal feeling of Love trapped in my body craving yours …

There´s no revenge. Revenge is just a cruel illusion, it doesn´t exist. There´s only exquisitely beautiful forgiveness, that is real.

This whirlwind love affair at breakheart speed constantly changes like a chameleon. I faint and regain consciousness and black out and wake up and swoon and come around and pass out and revive …

On the dark side …

Say goodbye on a night like this
If it's the last thing we ever do
You never looked as lost as this
Sometimes it doesn't even look like you
It goes dark
It goes darker still
Please stay
But I watch you like I'm made of stone
As you walk away

I'm coming to find you if it takes me all night
A witch hunt for another girl
For always and ever is always for you
Your trust, the most gorgeously stupid thing I ever cut in the world

Say hello on a day like today
Say it every time you move
The way that you look at me now
Makes me wish I was you
It goes deep
It goes deeper still
This touch
And the smile and the shake of your head
And the smile and the shake of your head

I'm coming to find you if it takes me all night
Can't stand here like this anymore
For always and ever is always for you
I want it to be perfect like before
Oh, I want to change it all
Oh, I want to change

Are you trying to correct someone you love or your true self you hate? Denying your feelings for someone, knowing that you feel something scary, really really really powerful, overwhelming towards them?

The weird guy never judges anyone, leaving it up to God. He adores and misses the creepy girl without fearing her, and vice versa not so much, but she really hates the way he is or makes her feel, loving him. Like giving up the best thing in your life and embracing it at the same time until they can breathe no more … that kind of closeness and coldness. He wants to comfort her, heat her up, but she keeps him at bay. So this is both more and less than touching.

On the bright side …

From where you are
You see the smoke start to arise
Where they play cards
And you walk over
Softly moving passed the guards
The stakes are getting higher
You can feel it in your heart
He calls you bluff
He is the ace you never thought
He played that much
And now it's more than all this cards
You want to touch
You never know if winning this
Could really be enough

Take a look
Beyond the moon
You see the stars
And when you look around
You know the room by heart

I have never dreamed it
Have you ever dreamed a night like this
I cannot believe it
I may never see a night like this
When everything you think is incomplete
Starts happening when you are cheek to cheek
Could you ever dream it
I have never dreamed, dreamed a night like this

How many times
Have I been waiting by the door
To hear these chimes
To hear that someone debonair has just a arrived
And opened up to see
My world before my eyes
That silhouette creates an image
On the night I can't forget
It has the scent of something special
I can't rest
If I resist temptation
Oh, I know for sure that I will lose the bet

I walk away and suddenly it seems
I'm not alone
In front of me he stands
I stop, before he goes

Who doesn´t want to feel the pure bliss of a perfect night spent with someone special? The song tells a story of someone at a card game, feeling apprehensive about their chances of winning. As the night progresses, they become more and more enthralled by the excitement of the game and the possibility of winning big.

In the first verse, there is a sense of suspense that builds up as the gambler takes a risk by playing a high-stakes game, with the possibility of losing everything. The lyrics suggest that the chosen is feeling an intense rush of adrenaline and is fascinated by the excitement of the game.

In the chorus, their disbelief at their good fortune shines, and how their wildest dreams have come true with this perfect night. They are in awe of the completeness of the experience, enjoying all the beautiful things around them, including the stars, the moon, and the charming presence of their significant other.

In the second verse, the dreamer has another chance encounter with someone who mesmerizes them and creates an unforgettable night. The lyrics describe how the realist is enchanted by the scent and presence of the person, and how their feelings are too strong to resist.

Overall, both the Dark and Light versions of A Night Like This capture the wailing/veiling essence of a magical night that is filled with wonder, excitement, and the certainty/possibility of discovering new experiences with someone special. The songs remind us of how the perfect night can impact our imperfect lives profoundly, and the memories of those special moments will stay with us forever. Have you counted them? I´ve counted 100 TEARS …

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