Shelter Lyrics Porter Robinson Novels & Stories

I sat down on the couch of the living room while I rub my bump as I listen to the lyrics. Rachel I’m sad now and it’s too hard to listen I’ll stay quiet while you’re learning To take your time And take the weight off your stride While you learn how to live without Whipping your clouds And skipping your Christmases Your days feel so numbered when he’s in letters And I know that you love him But loving’s not enough It’s not how you planned it But life has some raw stuff I’ll stay quiet now.

She doesn't know why but she knows that when she's all alone, feels like its all coming down She won't turn around The shadows are long and she fears if she cries that first tear, the tears will not stop raining down So stand in the rain Stand your ground Stand up when it's all crashing down You stand through the pain You won't drown And one day, whats lost can be found

▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬ ‘. . .I don't wanna be this cold (cold) Shivering to my bones (bones) Someone reset my soul, oh, oh And I don't wanna be locked up (up) I don't wanna feel this down (down) I just wanna scream and shout. I'll go out, grow my hair too long Sing your least favourite song At the top of my lungs (oh, oh, oh)

That wasn’t the right decision to make. “That shield was cool, huh! I wish we had one at home. But then again, I have no home anymore. They threw me out for school. So heartless!!! Mom I miss you—” Ponjie's rants immediately stopped and he pretended to be dead when he realized that he just blurted the last sentence out. “...”

Down play things you do? “I don’t know. I’d do anything to protect you. It’s not like I would have left you.” Putting my arm around her shoulders, she wrapped her arms around my waist. “Is the shelter done?” “Sure is. I would say we should kill something, but it’s getting too dark and we need to get in the shelter.” “Don’t have to tell me twice.”

So please be mine tonight, Let your wall down and let me in your heart right now. I hope you catch the words in my voice and not the hate in the world. Fall in love before it falls apart with regret. Ooh baby,would you please believe these words I say right now and watch the crowd disappeared like the sunset until it's just you and me,shimmering in the dark.... Oohh oohh darling, please be mine..' Ryder kept singing those words over and over again while staring at me. The more he sang those words, the more I felt my wall actually crumbling bit by bit until nothing was left other than the sheer realization of what he was saying.

Outside, I could hear the faint, familiar sounds of the shelter at night—the low murmur of voices on watch, the scuff of a boot on concrete, the sigh of the wind against the barricades. It was the sound of survival. It was messy, it was painful, and it was often ugly. But as I lay there, listening to Carlos’s steady breathing just beyond my door, I knew it was also woven through with threads of loyalty, of quiet understanding, of a love that was tougher and more resilient than any virus or any horde. I closed my eyes. The blackness behind my lids was no longer a terrifying void, but a soft, welcoming blanket. I was weary. I was scarred. But I was not broken. And for now, in the silent, watch

The shelter. Not just a building. Not just another point on a map. It was the first place she had ever gone where no one demanded she smile through pain. The first place where women with bruised mouths and broken confidence sat beside one another and did not pretend they were fine. The place where she first saw what survival looked like when it was shared. The place where she had begun, painfully, to imagine a future. Someone had chosen that place on purpose. They wanted a message. They wanted to remind her that no sacred thing was safe.