God Knows I've Tried Lyrics นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I might lose my singer, but I won’t stop you from chasing what you want. I’ll talk to Ryke later.” “Really, sir? Thank you so much!” I said, unable to hide my excitement. “No problem.” “Sir, you can drop me off here,” I added, pointing toward a nearby corner. I still had somewhere else to go. “Are you sure?” “Yes, sir. Thank you again. I’ll wait for your message.” “I’ll text you later after I talk to him.” “Okay. Thank you again.” *** I felt excited as I browsed through clothes for my job application. Even though nothing was certain yet, I still wanted to prepare, just in case. When I found the perfect outfit, I didn’t hesitate to buy it, even if it was a bit expensive. I liked it that much

He returned to the cliff where he had always trained and performed the Iron Fist over and over. Every move sent him crashing to the ground, yet he struggled back to his feet each time, refusing to stop until every bone in his body was broken. It was as though he could no longer feel pain. "Clifford… I'm giving your talent back. I'm done fighting!" Tears streamed down Dad's face as he threw himself off the cliff. Like an eagle with broken wings, he plunged into the abyss. The night before the bankruptcy was finalized, Mom returned to the tiny storage room where I had once lived.

I stood at the pulpit, the light shining through the stained glass windows casting a holy glow as if from on high, and forgot the Bible reading altogether. “Uh… The Lord… works in mysterious ways…” I concluded pathetically. A few old-timers in the congregation nodded. Mrs. Alvarez, sitting front and center, frowned as if she could smell the smoke. My cheeks flamed. I could feel the back of my neck prickling with sweat under the collar. “Get it together, Micah.”

"I can choose any song I want?" Arian chuckles. "I doubt you can beat my score Mr Cruz." She says. "Wanna bet?" I narrow my eyes at her then pick the song I want and she passes the microphone to me. "My daddy is really good." I hear Kary tell Arian and I smirk. "You'd think an angel is the one singing." "We'll see." Arian snorts. I know she knows I can sing because I sang for her once in the hospital but she's just trying to be a doubting Thomas. Here goes everything.

Why is so hard to understand? God, please- I just want my Chris back. * * *

I'm happy; I'm filled with tears flowing You make me sing as if I'm singing a prayer Singing hallelujah, you got me singing hallelujah Seeing you keep making me hallelujah I see an angel, I'm full of tears (hallelujah) It keeps making me hallelujah You're God's move and fatal mistake Masterpiece, I'm thankful for your existence. Singing hallelujah, you got me singing Hallelujah (band members) Singing hallelujah, you got me singing hallelujah

It has to be a dream, only in dreams do dreams actually come true, after all, I did fall, hit my head and fall asleep, in that case, I shall use my dreams wisely. “Father Aryan.. please taste me.”

"Ms. Madden, please believe me. If I'm lying, then let me die a miserable death and forever rot in hell." It was the cruelest oath I could make. When the words "forever rot in hell" left my lips, Mom visibly froze. In my past life, that had been her curse upon me. She scattered my ashes across garbage dumps and hired somebody to perform rituals to ensure that I would forever rot in hell. Ms. Madden gave me a firm nod, assuring me that she trusted me. My eyes suddenly prickled with tears. Ms. Madden and I hadn't seen each other in years. Even when Mom met up with her old colleagues, she only ever brought Charlene along.

And curse the heavens with every breath. But one day, he vowed, he would return. And the gods would burn.

Where she dreams. Reed’s chest heaves. His eyes gloss with terror. But the words don’t come. Reed sobers into a small, animal sound. “No. Please, I swear—” “You swore once already,” Wade says. He curves the edge of a phrase like a blade. “And your oath did not keep the truth from me. That lesson must have been costly.”