This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Listen
I can hear a voice
I need a helping hand
Just to beat the void
I need a mission
A dream to stop me talking to myself
And now the silence is broken
And my soul is to sell
I need to pick up the pieces
To scatter to the wind
Hold the city to your ears
You can hear the wind come in
But you can't change the world with a song
And you can't make it right when it's wrong
I can't stop this music traveling round with me wherever I go
It's playing for you
I can't stop the voice unraveling round me whatever I do
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
Heart beating for you, however you lose
So speak to me
Believe, believe, believe me
Don't let it slip, through your fingertips
When there's a ghost
Don't try to reason with it
Because now I'm tired
I'm wired
So I won't miss a think
I rope my words out to dry
And I've forgotten what to sing
But you can't change the world
With a song and you can't make it right when it's wrong
I can't stop this music traveling round with me wherever I go
It's playing for you
I can't stop the voice unraveling round me whatever I do
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
Heart beating for you, however you lose
So speak to me
Believe, believe, believe me.
If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.
If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.
If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.
But you can't change the world
With a song and you can't make it right when it's wrong
I can't stop this music traveling round with me wherever I go
It's playing for you
I can't stop the voice unraveling round me whatever I do
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
Heart beating for you, however you lose
So speak to me
Believe, believe, believe me
Believe, believe, believe me
I can hear a voice
I need a helping hand
Just to beat the void
I need a mission
A dream to stop me talking to myself
And now the silence is broken
And my soul is to sell
I need to pick up the pieces
To scatter to the wind
Hold the city to your ears
You can hear the wind come in
But you can't change the world with a song
And you can't make it right when it's wrong
I can't stop this music traveling round with me wherever I go
It's playing for you
I can't stop the voice unraveling round me whatever I do
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
Heart beating for you, however you lose
So speak to me
Believe, believe, believe me
Don't let it slip, through your fingertips
When there's a ghost
Don't try to reason with it
Because now I'm tired
I'm wired
So I won't miss a think
I rope my words out to dry
And I've forgotten what to sing
But you can't change the world
With a song and you can't make it right when it's wrong
I can't stop this music traveling round with me wherever I go
It's playing for you
I can't stop the voice unraveling round me whatever I do
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
Heart beating for you, however you lose
So speak to me
Believe, believe, believe me.
If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.
If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.
If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.
But you can't change the world
With a song and you can't make it right when it's wrong
I can't stop this music traveling round with me wherever I go
It's playing for you
I can't stop the voice unraveling round me whatever I do
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
Heart beating for you, however you lose
So speak to me
Believe, believe, believe me
Believe, believe, believe me
Lyrics submitted by freddiemercury
Believe Me Lyrics as written by Ellie Goulding Crispin Hunt
Lyrics © Global Talent Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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I can't believe this song has no comments yet! I only discovered it recently and I fell in love with it by the first three seconds. The intro reminds me of glitter falling, it's beautiful. <3
To me, this song has a lot to do with being idealistic and dreamy and absolutely glowing with a passion for what you're doing. The bridge ("You can't change the world with a song, and you can't make it right when it's wrong") is like she is reprimanding herself for a moment, reminding herself that dreaming big doesn't actually make things happen. And then the chorus comes in and it's like "Oh, what the hell. This (music) is a beautiful and unstoppable thing and someday you'll realise that too, but until then I'm just going to revel in it." TL;DR, the chorus reminds me a lot of 'haters gonna hate'. The verses, I think, are related to songwriting and how inspiration is hard to catch, but when you finally do it's a one-in-a-million thing that you have to work with until it shows itself as music. The middle eight ("If that's what it was to you...") is like shying away from the whole extolling-music thing, denying that she's enchanted by music any more than the next person - probably because someone thinks she's a weirdo for feeling so...and then the chorus comes back and you know what that means. :)
I know it sounds silly, but it reminds me a lot of myself. So it's very easy to overanalyse it...sorry! :D