The birds they sang.                                                                                                                                            Travis Snyder

At the break of day                                                                                                                                             Extra Credit

Start again (T-W  meaning behind life)                                                                                                           Anthem

I heard them say

Don’t dwell on what

 Has passed away

Or what is yet to be (T-W, T-T many people should live by this quote including myself)

 

Ah the Wars they will

Be fought again

The holy dove

She will be caught again

Bought and sold

And bought again

The dove is never free (T-W sounds like referring to today war times. Is the holy dove the Earth? I think so.

 

Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack in everything

That’s how the light gets in (T-S, T-W I am a newlywed ringing bells reminds me of marriage, allowing others (wife) into our lives)

 

We asked for signs

The signs were sent

The birth betrayed

The marriage spent

Yeah the widowhood

Of every government—

Signs for all to see. (T-S my son is my sign for all to see also birth and marriage are all related to myself.

 

I can’t run no more

With that lawless crowd

While the killers in high places

Say their prayers out loud.

But they’ve summoned, they summoned up

A thundercloud

And they’re going to hear from me. (T-S, T-W the stereotype of how teens can’t raise a child, hear from me.)

 

Ring the bells that still can ring…

 

You can add up the parts

But you won’t have the sum

You can strike up the march,

There is no drum

Every heart, every heart

To love will come

But like a refugee. (T-S my son, my job, my wife, my education will prove those stereotypes wrong. All are great.

 

Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack, a crack in everything

That’s how the light gets in. (T-W everyone has issues and problems, no one is perfect)

 

Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack, a crack in everything

That’s how the light gets in.

That’s how the light gets in.

That’s how the light gets in. (T-W again anyone of us is not perfect all have cracks.

Leonard Cohen