HIVE OPENMIC #108: UNDISCLOSED WORD || COINS IN A FOUNTAIN COVER BY JAYDR

Hello hive OPenMic Community.
I am Jaydr and I m doing a song by Passenger for the 108th #openmic week.

The song is titled Coins in a fountain. Which depicts what Love could be to the writer of the song.

He tried to explain love from a place of despare and hoped that a brightness of love and the warmth it bring gives him the best song he ll ever sing.

The theme this week is undisclosed words and it kinda throws a feeling of hiding something to self, keep words that could be spoken up or told to help a hearer and shearing this song.

We often miss it when we try to describe what love is, we say it the way we feel at that time and maybe just the next day it seem to mean something else, this is because love grows, love lives, love breaths, it not like a table that remains a table. If you loved someone today, it takes a lot of work to be able to love that same person tomorrow, because people are meant to be loved and they may not always deserve it.

But we still have to. Right.

This are undisclosed word from me at this time of writing. Something you may probably not hear out there.

So .. enjoy the song and do let me know how it made you feel at the end please. I love listen to passenger on those lonely days.. I once prayed for him cause he sings so lonely hehehe. I love his guitar skills too. Learnt a few trick watching him play.

Here is the lyrics

Well, fear is dark, but my love is a lantern
Shining up like coins in a fountain
Hope is a tree sitting on a mountain
Where the grass don't grow

There's a sad old sea, but my love is an island
Wild and free like the hills in the highlands
Here's a breeze that brings me back to dry land
Where the flowers grow

And love is a baby born
And love is the last unicorn
And love is the only song I'll sing

Well, hate is a poison, love is a remedy
Singing out like sweetest of melodies
Hope is a ghost in the deepest of memories
Stronger than ten of me, fear is the enemy

In the dark, and it creeps like a shark
In the coldest sea, the deepest part
Hope is the beat in the oldest heart
Hand in a hand in a brand new start

Love is a fireside
Warm on the coldest of nights, and
Love is the only song I'll sing all night

Love is the truest of words, and
Love is the last winter bird, and
Love is the only song I'll sing

Oh, I'll sing
'Til I can't sing, no more
Oh, I'll sing
'Til my throat is sore, oh, no

Love @jaydr