Digimon re:GENESIS OST #1
1. Mika - 'Kick-Ass (We Are Young)'
We are young, we are strong
We could rule the world
We are the dream
We are young, we are strong
I could change the world--
No bridge to burn,
We are young, we are strong
We are young, we are strong
What do they know about us?
We are young, we are strong
We are young, we are strong
We are young, we are strong (we could rule the world on a silver platter)
We are young, we are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
On a silver platter
From the wrong to the right light
To the open stream
With a crash and burn,
We could make it better
Turn it upside down,
Just you and me
No other way to be
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
I could make it better
Kick it up and down,
Take a chance on me
When you fake a smile
And you think you're better
Gonna put it down
Rip it at your feet
Nowhere to turn for me
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
Are they thinking of somebody else?
Are they wondering what we might be?
Are they thinking of you or of me?
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees (just you and me)
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free (just you and me)
And we're running with blood on our knees
2. Angels & Airwaves - 'The Adventure'
I wanna have that same last dream again
Hey oh, here I am
Any type of love, it will be shown
"Hey oh, here I am
I cannot live, I can't breathe, unless you do this with me [x7]
Life's waiting to begin.
The one where I wake up, and I'm alive
Just as the four walls close me within,
My eyes are opened up with pure sunlight
I'm the first to know, my dearest friends,
Even if your hope has burned with time
Anything that's dead shall be regrown
And your vicious pain, your warning sign--
You will be fine
And here we go, life's waiting to begin.
Like every single tree reach for the sky
If you're gonna fall, I'll let you know
That I will pick you up, like you for I
I felt this thing I can't replace,
Where everyone was working for this goal
Where all the children left without a trace,
Only to come back, as pure as gold
To recite this all:
And here we go, life's waiting to begin tonight
Hey oh, here I am
And here we go, life's waiting to begin tonight
Hey oh, here I am
And here we go, life's waiting to begin
Yeah oh, here I am (do this with me)
And here we go, life's waiting to begin (do this with me)
Hey oh, here I am (do this with me)
And here we go, life's waiting to begin
3. Jun Senoue - 'Highway in the Sky'
(instrumental)
4.'The Juggernauts' - Zebrahead
Watching anvils falling all around
We are the angry, the innocent
Dropping down a well that time forgot
We are the angry, the innocent
We won't wait-- we're the lost, but we're found
We are the angry, the innocent
We lost control again, we lost control again, we lost control
We want control again, we want control again, we want control
We are the angry, the innocent
We won't wait-- we're the lost, but we're found
We are the angry, the innocent
We want control again, we want control again, we want control
They break our bones when we hit the ground
The sirens scream without a sound,
So we numb ourselves with drink to drown
Gotta clock in, barcode and name,
Zeroes and ones compose the game
Now the roof's on fire, but it stops the rain
So clench your fists and enjoy the pain
Think back to the ways of yesterday
The I-in-Team-raised renegades
In punk-rock clubs and razorblades
Where throwaway kids scream serenades
We lost control again, we lost control again, we lost control
Gotta find a way to make ammends, rewrite the end, take back what time has stole
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument
With scars that show that we care a lot
In the sky, we dreamt like a juggernaut
Of things we'd do, and what we sought,
But one by one, we fall the same
Not much to lose, not much to gain
So have your hopes, hop another train
You can bleach yourself, but the stain remains
Think back to the days of yesterday
When you never even had to get paid to play
Got a backpack filled with a lot to say
But the words have all been thrown away
We lost control again, we lost control again, we lost control
Gotta find a way to make ammends, rewrite the end, take back what time has stole
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument
We can't wait-- alarms are calling
We won't wait-- we're not the fallen
The underground, you won't recognize us now
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument
Got a lost-hope requiem, and we're wreckin' 'em, there's no use settling
So when will the waiting end, if we don't pretend, like a shot-gun awakening
To blow off the pinned-down limb, shed your skin, 'cause they is shuddering
So tie off the bleeding end and start again, the streets are barreling
With no reason to reinvent our miscontent, the sound is deafening
Gotta find a way to make ammends, rewrite the end, take back what time has stole
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument
We can't wait-- alarms are calling
We won't wait-- we're not the fallen
The underground, you won't recognize us now
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument
The underground, you won't recognize us now
We want control again, we want control again, we want control
The underground, you won't recognize us now
5. Owl City - 'The Real World
I saw the autumn leaves peel up off the street,
Weighed down by heavy lids and lunar lullabies,
From the green belt balcony, the wildfires look so pretty
With a starry brush, paint the dusk venetian blue
Can you feel a silk embrace in the satin air?
I saw the autumn leaves peel up off the street,
Take wing on the balmy breeze, and sweep you off your feet
And you blushed as they scooped you up on sugar maple wings
To gaze down on the city below, ablaze with wondrous things
Downy feathers kiss your face, and flutter everywhere;
Reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't wanna live there
I wouldn't wanna live there
I knew you were wide awake, 'cause you smile with your eyes
Downy feathers kiss your face, and flutter everywhere;
Reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't wanna live there
Ponderosa canopy-- I'd never leave if it were up to me
To the ruby redwood tree and to the velvet climbing ivy
Painted all mahogany-- I'd never leave if it were up to me
If it were up to me
'Cause in the evening hush, you'll never believe the view
And when the leaves return and their whisperings fill the night
They'll freeze and burn where fire and ice collide
Where fire and ice collide
If we dissolve without a trace, will the real world even care?
Downy feathers kiss your face and flutter everywhere
Reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't wanna live there
I wouldn't wanna live there
Take wing on the balmy breeze, and sweep you off your feet
6. Darren Hayes - 'On The Verge of Something Wonderful
A serpent, a rabbit, a walk in the forest, a tentative looking sun
When you let me go, when I'm on my way
For it, against it, said he'd never meant it, but Harry still dropped the bomb
When you let me go, when I'm on my way
You can dance in the devil's shoes, if you like walking in heels
I want you, I need you, I don't wanna please you, or belong to anyone
When you let me go, when I'm on my way
A feeling, a moment, a bursting of bubbles, a panic to overcome
A samurai, an angel, an elegant table, an A/C that does not work
A road-trip, a car-wreck, a paperback novel, a lover who ain't been hurt
When the world below is cold and grey
On the verge of, on the verge of something wonderful
A resurgence, on the edge of something wonderful
A trip to the dentist, the Hollywood black-list, a moment that time forgot
When the world below is cold and grey
On the verge of, on the verge of something wonderful
A resurgence, on the edge of something wonderful
And there's a decent living to be made in the selling out of ideals
You can lose your way in the big city get distracted and lost
And feel pretty
But life is for leading, for not people-pleasing, a race that has never been won
When the world below is cold and grey
I'm on the verge of, on the verge of something wonderful
At the edge of, on the verge of something wonderful
On the verge of, on the verge of something wonderful
A resurgence, on the edge of something wonderful
7. Mumford and Sons - 'Little Lion Man'
Weep for yourself, my man
But it was not your fault, but mine
Tremble for yourself, my man
But it was not your fault, but mine
[vocalization]
But it was not your fault, but mine
But it was not your fault, but mine
Didn't I, my dear?
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep, little lion man
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself
Take all the courage you have left
And waste it on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my...?
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble, little lion man
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother,
Or else spend your days biting your own neck
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time,
Didn't I, my dear?
8. Over It - 'Like Satellites'
If you wanna fly, well, it's not that absurd
Hey, how long is in a long time?
Now that all I've got is a picture of then
Satellites, spinnin' way out of orbit
To remind you, it's not that absurd
Singin', hey, how long is in a long time?
Satellites, spinnin' way out of orbit
If you want to cry, we won't breathe a word
If you wanna lie down, well, forget what you heard
'Cause we all got some tables to turn
Hey, you're feeling left-behind
Now that 'then' got laid like a ghost to rest
Now the aliens have been cleared to land
Don't be alarmed if they cruise up to you
Looking for something to do
Living large, for the moment
Life is short, but it's built to go
Further than you know
Spinnin' way out of orbit
Living large, on the moment
Life is short, but it takes its sweet time
Getting started
Far out, far out like satellites
Far out, far out like satellites
If you want to cry, we won't breathe a word
If you wanna lie down, well, forget what you heard
'Cause we all got some tables to turn
Hey, you're feeling left-behind
Living large, for the moment
Life is short, but it's built to go
Further than you know
Spinnin' way out of orbit
'Til they learn to control it
Life is short, but it takes its sweet time
Getting started
Far out, far out like satellites
Far out, far out like satellites
Far out, far out like satellites
Far out.