Ja, well, vi troede ikke der ville komme flere tekster sådan lige her - men når inspirartionen er der, så er den der....som Misse Møghe (fra Matador) nok ville formulere det
OG
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Citatet:
“The only real voyage of discovery
consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes!”
Marcel Proust
Sangen:
Verse 1
I kept chasing after places I had never seen,
Thinking every distant border held the life I dreamed.
But every road I followed only circled back again,
Whispering that change begins inside, not where I’ve been.
Pre‑Chorus
And suddenly the colors feel a little more sincere,
The world is still the same, but something shifted here.
Chorus
The only real voyage of discovery
consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes —
new eyes to see the light in ordinary skies,
new eyes to find the magic where the everyday lies.
I’m learning how to open up my mind,
and let the world surprise me with its quiet, gentle signs.
Verse 2
I thought adventure needed oceans, maps, and open skies,
But now it rises gently in the space I occupy.
A simple laugh, a passing thought, a memory in bloom,
Becomes a place of wonder in a once‑forgotten room.
Pre‑Chorus
And suddenly the colors feel a little more sincere,
The world is still the same, but something shifted here.
Chorus
The only real voyage of discovery
consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes —
new eyes to see the light in ordinary skies,
new eyes to find the magic where the everyday lies.
I’m learning how to open up my mind,
and let the world surprise me with its quiet, gentle signs.
Verse 3
I used to think that meaning lived in places far away,
But now it grows in moments that unfold within my day.
A quiet thought, a gentle shift, a truth I finally see,
Becomes a deeper turning towards the personality in me.
Bridge
Maybe I don’t need a distant shore,
Maybe what I’m searching for
is the courage just to see what’s here today.
Maybe every step I take
is shaped by what I choose to wake,
a world unfolding softly in its way.
Final Chorus
The only real voyage of discovery
consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes —
eyes that see the beauty in the ties I keep,
eyes that let the quiet moments settle deep.
I’m learning how to look and realize
the world becomes new
when I see with new eyes
😃 Ja, well, vi troede ikke der ville komme flere tekster sådan lige her - men når inspirartionen er der, så er den der....som Misse Møghe (fra Matador) nok ville formulere det 😃
OG
Når et citat,
Inspirerer til en tekst
(som snart er en sang)
Så er det med at gribe den.
Citatet:
“The only real voyage of discovery
consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes!”
Marcel Proust
Sangen:
Verse 1
I kept chasing after places I had never seen,
Thinking every distant border held the life I dreamed.
But every road I followed only circled back again,
Whispering that change begins inside, not where I’ve been.
Pre‑Chorus
And suddenly the colors feel a little more sincere,
The world is still the same, but something shifted here.
Chorus
The only real voyage of discovery
consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes —
new eyes to see the light in ordinary skies,
new eyes to find the magic where the everyday lies.
I’m learning how to open up my mind,
and let the world surprise me with its quiet, gentle signs.
Verse 2
I thought adventure needed oceans, maps, and open skies,
But now it rises gently in the space I occupy.
A simple laugh, a passing thought, a memory in bloom,
Becomes a place of wonder in a once‑forgotten room.
Pre‑Chorus
And suddenly the colors feel a little more sincere,
The world is still the same, but something shifted here.
Chorus
The only real voyage of discovery
consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes —
new eyes to see the light in ordinary skies,
new eyes to find the magic where the everyday lies.
I’m learning how to open up my mind,
and let the world surprise me with its quiet, gentle signs.
Verse 3
I used to think that meaning lived in places far away,
But now it grows in moments that unfold within my day.
A quiet thought, a gentle shift, a truth I finally see,
Becomes a deeper turning towards the personality in me.
Bridge
Maybe I don’t need a distant shore,
Maybe what I’m searching for
is the courage just to see what’s here today.
Maybe every step I take
is shaped by what I choose to wake,
a world unfolding softly in its way.
Final Chorus
The only real voyage of discovery
consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes —
eyes that see the beauty in the ties I keep,
eyes that let the quiet moments settle deep.
I’m learning how to look and realize
the world becomes new
when I see with new eyes