Текст песни Track 3 (High School Musical 3 - Senior Year) - High School Musical 3

A tightly grasped message; that's rising hope!

This world is unrelenting in this time of chaos, too many layers deep to count.
Nothing is as I imagined and my senses are quietly building to an outburst.
It's like a labyrinth and I've hit a dead end; all my thoughts are in distortion.
There's no time to rest; if I lose sight of my goal, I'll go berserk.

Pay attention! Hey, what is it? (Watch your step now!) I don't want your rationalization!
(Are you serious!?) No, No, No, don't worry! 1, 2, 3
The rhythm of my heart comes welling up!

My view is still fuzzy, but I have to go onward;
You've got faith in me, and I can't betray myself... a horn sounds off with force.

Even if I pass the time in solitude, or am forced to run away,
A new day will come.
Even if I have no magic, I have to make this wish come true. I swore to it.
There's still a future I want to see with you.
Even if I feel the tears coming... even if I feel defeated... I can't stay still.
A tightly grasped message; that's rising hope!

But it's just non-stop, bearing down in a hard way.
Where's the solution!? Even if you're forced to swallow it,
Get up, come on, and hurry up! Come on!
If nothing comes of the time you're giving, toss it right in the trash.
Regrets are worth less than dirt! C'mon two-step: OK, shouting: OK. Let your desire run wild.
All forms of approval are mine to decide, so let my heart's algorithm fly!

My voice sounded out, saying, "I want to fight for this".
I'll allow an objection or two, but you can't apply science lightly to this feeling!

Listen carefully... I have to tell you the answer I've come to:
I'm going to live believing in all the feelings you gave me,
And I don't even need to know whether they're real or not.

"What exactly is a role model? What is 'normal' love?"
I'm still asking myself those things today...
The more I ask, I obtain an unfaltering truth:
"I don't need those things; there's still a future I want to make happen!"

Even if solitude were to perish and I grew tired of running away,
I'll merely pursue a new day.
Even if I have no magic, I have to make this wish come true. I swore to it.
The future we can make together isn't far off.
My right hand joins gently with your left:
A tightly grasped message; that's rising hope!

We won't ever let go; that's rising hope!