Silver ~ Analog Heart ~ David Cook

When writing your history
I will always be a footnote
A distant memory
A warning sign of mistakes made
The kind that you learn from

This song is the best of me taking pills for solemn motive,
A better side of me, an open mind, for mistakes made
The kind that you burn from

So take this small confession as my price to pay
I’ve never been the kind to let go
But before you up and walk away
I’m miserable without you, you know
This silver leaves me longing for gold
Second place has never carried me home
Second place has never carried me home

This song is so out of key
I’m trying harder just to even these memories of you
A warning sign of regression
The kind you never learn from
This song is a melody meant to show you little more than a better history
An open sky of redemption
The kind you always burn from

So take this small confession as my price to pay
I’ve never been the kind to let go
But before you up and walk away
I’m miserable without you, you know
This silver leaves me burning for gold
Second place has never carried me home

It never carried me

>please correct if there is something wrong with the lyrics..^^
>credits to sleepingbeauty37 for the lyrics and cookie jar for correcting!^^

my edits in bold. i don't claim to be right; this is just what i hear the lyrics to be.

Silver ~ Analog Heart ~ David Cook

When writing your history
I will always be a footnote
A distant memory
A warning sign of mistakes made
The kind that you learn from

This song is the best of me taking pills for solemn motive,
A better side of me, an open mind, for mistakes made
The kind that you burn from

So take this small confession as my price to pay
I’ve never been the kind to let go
But before you up and walk away
I’m miserable without you, you know
This silver leaves me longing for gold
Second place has never carried me home
Second place has never carried me home

This song is so out of key
I’m trying harder just to even these memories of you
A warning sign of regression
The kind you never learn from
This song is a melody meant to show you little more than a better history
An open sky of redemption
The kind you always burn from

So take this small confession as my price to pay
I’ve never been the kind to let go
But before you up and walk away
I’m miserable without you, you know
This silver leaves me burning for gold
Second place has never carried me home

It never carried me

I'm torn with the last line

after listening to it again, it could be either of:

Second places never carry me home
or
Second place has never carried me home

I really can't tell.

Gosh, I absolutely love this song.
This song and The Truth always seem to hit my heart in the right place.
I love David's sensitivity.

This song is awesome....I love it!

This Songs right Second Place would never have carried him home!

I adore this song! I love all the different pitches of his voice and the pure and raw emotion you can feel in it. He is one in a million. Well probably more