Silver Lining

“There’s a storm on the streets, but you still don’t run,
Watching and waiting for the rain to come.
And these words wouldn’t keep you dry
Or wipe tears from an open sky,
But I know, but I know, but I know I’m right.

I won’t let you drown
When the water’s pulling you in:
I’ll keep fighting, I’ll keep fighting.
The rain’s going to follow you wherever you go,
The clouds go black and the thunder rolls,
And I see lightning, and I see lightning.

When the world surrounds you
I’ll make it go away,
Paint the sky with silver lining.
I will try to save you,
Cover up the grey
With silver lining.

Now there’s no way back from the things you’ve done.
I know it’s too late to stop the setting sun.
You see the shadows in the distant light
And it’s never going to be alright,
And you know, and you know, and you know I’m right.

And I won’t get left behind.
When the walls come tumbling in
I’ll keep climbing, I’ll keep climbing.
The rain’s going to follow you wherever you go,
The clouds go black and the thunder rolls
And I see lightning, I see lightning.

When the world surrounds you
I’ll make it go away,
Paint the sky with silver lining.
I will try to save you,
Cover up the grey
With silver lining.

When the world surrounds you
I’ll make it go away,
Paint the sky with silver lining.
I will try to save you,
Cover up the grey
With silver lining.”

[ Silver Lining - Hurts ]

Apparently, Hurts’ songs have a particular effect on my imagination, as the photos I base on the images they give me always end up to be among my personal favourites. After the first encounter with Evelyn, it was this song that made me fall helplessly in love with the band, and by the second listen it already evoked this exact image in my mind.
I can’t effectively put into words the feelings this song gives me: a mixture of hope, happiness, carefreeness, gloom, melancholia, nostalgia and a touch of epicness and almightiness. The melody, the lyrics, the instruments, all are different but blended into such an effective song that I can’t help but love it, in particular the last part, with the choir obsessively chanting the word “Silver” like it was an anthem or a spell. This is basically the host of emotions I wanted to express with this photo. I must really thank my mother for helping me take it exactly how I wanted it to be, she did a remarkable work as an assistant. It took a bit of editing to be complete, as shooting against the sky is always a bit tricky, but it’s like I just projected an image from my mind directly into the computer. I love this kind of moments, they are epic.