Prologue - My Heart Says Go (Lyrics)

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  • เผยแพร่เมื่อ 7 ม.ค. 2025

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  • @RETRODIBUS
    @RETRODIBUS 11 หลายเดือนก่อน +17

    Just found out about this musical today and I've been listening to this song on repeat my whole morning. Great job with the lyrics!❤

    • @fandomxaila
      @fandomxaila  11 หลายเดือนก่อน +4

      Thanks for your comment. I'm trying to do the same with the rest of the musical, tysm

    • @RETRODIBUS
      @RETRODIBUS 11 หลายเดือนก่อน +2

      @@fandomxaila I'll happily wait for the "Father vs. Son" and "Find your voice" videos then, those are my favs in addition to "Prologue"!

    • @Mr_Freds_Studio
      @Mr_Freds_Studio 4 หลายเดือนก่อน

      Check out Epic the Musical

  • @AvishaiDavidovici
    @AvishaiDavidovici 3 หลายเดือนก่อน +3

    I NEED A KARAOKE BERSION OF WHAT DOES MY HEART SY PLS PLS PLA 😭😭😭

  • @owentan6322
    @owentan6322 9 หลายเดือนก่อน +11

    My body's here but my mind is out there
    It's somewhere racing
    I spend a lot of time tryna get to this time and place
    Today is basically the biggest day of my life
    I get to help in saving this guy
    He suffers from some nearly fatal form of pericardial heart desease
    And we're supposed to operate
    But I can't concentrate
    I only contemplate
    Damn, is this what I want?
    Is this right?
    What the hell am I doing with my life?
    I study cardiology but I don't know the matters of the heart
    Placed out of pace
    Syncing pace from the start
    And now I'm in doubt 'bout the route I take
    What does my heart say?
    In my heart
    There's a melody
    But I can't hear it clearly
    It appears to steer me
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    Jorge Rivera-Herrans
    There's something truly daunting and haunting
    About wanting to be a doctor
    Guarding someone's life in your hands
    The life of another man
    To be literally the last stand
    Between this man
    And God's plan
    His heartbeet fleets
    And that's when the pressure kicks
    My gut becomes sick
    This moment, this tick
    Makes me wish and fantasize
    Myself in another life
    What if I chased the dreams that I wanted this whole time?
    My pop says
    This job is a long-term provider
    And I like my job
    But I wanted to be a songwriter
    Music
    I love music
    I love the many effects it has
    Depending on how you choose to use it
    It could be amusing or therapeutic
    It's oozing with treasures to be discovered
    It's pleasure for me I love it!
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    This is a regression line
    Every hit song since seventeen-nine
    And all day long this is on my mind
    There's so much information!
    From tempo, to key changes
    Chord progressions, so many lessons!
    For example
    Did you know if you take the key of a song up
    Everything gets more exciting
    The song gets more enticing
    Feels like it's rising
    And if you take it back down
    I don't really know what that does yet
    Some people get upset
    Anyways, there's nothing that can contest
    With the dopamine
    That comes over me
    When I hear a dope rhyme scheme
    And it's dope, I mean
    Every line seems to convey a sacred promise
    To the next
    It's the best
    Every day at any moment
    I'm hit with a wave or serotonin
    Flows sicker than the patients that I know here
    So here's a-
    Okay I lied, I hate this job
    I really fricking hate this job
    And there's no one in the mother-loving face of the planet
    To make me say 'Thanks for this job'
    Only reason I have this job
    Father told me to get this job
    Demanded I land a solitarian life in med school
    To be granted monetary advancements
    I don't think it's all about the money
    And it's kind of funny
    I think everybody's got a hobby that they love
    And when I think about it
    Every time I step up in the operatin'
    All I really wanna do is sing and write songs
    Yes, I'm depressed, I confess
    Incessantly pressed for success
    But success should be self-defined
    So where do I draw the line?
    [INDIGO, BACKING VOCALS, TOGETHER]
    Imagine having the mental capacity
    Only to question the lessons you've learned
    Learned
    If you're not messing your lessons
    You're lessening how much you sleep when you burn
    Burn
    Look how the tables have turned
    Turned
    This only leads to stress
    Stress
    You need to get your ass to class and pass the test
    Test
    Yes, I'll be the best of the best
    Do not succumb to the stress
    You must impress
    Teach yourself how to fines
    Learn to survive without rest
    Unless
    You're going to manage your time
    But all I can think of are lyrics and rhymes
    How do I deal with the pressure?
    How do I deal with the pressure?

    • @Nolfinkol
      @Nolfinkol 17 ชั่วโมงที่ผ่านมา

      What was that part in the middle about? 🤔