“There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.”

― C.S. Lewis

*blows dust off the account*

it's been seven years. things are different. wildly different. different in ways that blow your mind and different in ways that you wish didn't happen.

the social media medium is so scary that there is nothing you can really write to share with real friends, real people. not people whom you have clubbed with once or twice, not colleagues or people whom you interact with and you have to add them on facebook so that you are normal.

there is nowhere left to really pen my thoughts, my dreams, my hopes, my fears, my bad poems, my loves, my aches, my pains.

why do i want to share such things that define me, with people whom i have to grin at and pretend that it's all fine? they don't really care. this may sound really emo. but heck you can't blame them.

i am losing my id and ego. i have never really known myself well and now, with how i am conforming to what society expects of me, i do not know what is going to happen to these few tattered remaining shreds.

 so it's back to where i've started writing online.
back here. where life still had a nice hue to it. where dreams were alive. where i will hide and nurture what is me. i will write bad poetry again. i will write down new hopes, new fears and place them in writing with the old.

after all these years,

i'm still lost.

Slower slower. we don't have time for that. all i want is to find an easier way. to get out of our little heads

bangkok rock fest.
i was there mainly for ian brown. monkey boy did only 2 paltry stone roses songs(waterfall and she bangs the drums, good though depite moshing half naked sweaty farangs). oasis were arrogant wankers(as usual).
Franz Ferdinand were okay. placebo were really good. as were maximo park and futureheads. the second day was the best performance as all the bands were in top form.
snow patrol were the best band of the whole festival.
they were outstanding. these two songs were the best in the whole gig in my opinion.
maybe cos i felt they mean something to me...
sigh, sometimes you wish you didn't have to make the decisions that you do.
but you know that in the long run, it's gonna be better this way for others.
going with the heart or mind, cold hard logic wins out.
going with your heart always gets you and others hurt.

always.

How to be dead - Snow Patrol

Please don't go crazy, if I tell you the truth
No you don't know what happened
And you never will if
You don't listen to me while I talk to the wall
This blanket is freezing, it's been out in the hall
Where you've had me for hours
Till I'm sure what I want
But darling I want the same thing that I wanted before
So sweetheart tell me what's up I won't stop no way

Please keep your hands down
And stop raising your voice
It's hardly what I'd be doing if you gave me a choice
It's a simple suggestion can you give me sometime
So just say yes or no
Why can't you shoulder the blame
Coz both my shoulders are heavy
From the weight of us both
You're a big boy now so let's not talk about growth
You've not heard a single word I have said...
Oh, my God

Please take it easy it can't all be my fault
I haven't made half the mistakes
That you've listed so far
Oh baby let me explain something
It's all down to drugs
At least I remember taking the and not a lot else
It seems I've stepped over lines
You've drawn again and again
But if the ecstacy's in the wit is definitely out
Dr. Jekyll is wrestling Hyde for my pride

Run - Snow Patrol

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

Light up...

Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

having said all that,
Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days/months/years?
Making up for all this mess

But out there the world is a beautiful place.

Some people get up at the break of day
Gotta go to work before it gets too late
Sitting in a car and driving down the road
It ain't the way it has to be

But that's what you do to earn your daily wage
That's the kind of world that we live in today
Isn't where you wanna be
And isn't what you wanna be

Give me one more day (one more day)
Give me another night (just another night)
I need a second chance (second chance)
This time I'll get it right (This time I'll get it right)

I'll say one last time (one last time)
I've got to let you know (I've got to let you know)
I've got to change your mind (I've got to change your mind)
I'll never let you go (I'll never let you go)

You've got to look at life the way it oughta be
Looking at the stars from underneath the tree
There's a world inside and a world out there
With that tv you just don't care

They've got violence, wars and killing too
All shrunk down in a two-foot tube
But out there the world is a beautiful place
With mountains, lakes and the human race
This is where I wanna be
And this is what I wanna do

Give me one more day (one more day)
Give me another night (just another night)
I need a second chance (second chance)
This time I'll get it right (This time I'll get it right)

I'll say one last time (one last time)
I've got to let you know (I've got to let you know)
I've got to change your mind (I've got to change your mind)
I'll never let you go (I'll never let you go)

Just give me one more chance (one more chance)
Give me another night (just another night)
With just one more day (one more day)
You know I'll get it right (You know I'll get it right)

I'll say one last time (one last time)
I've got to let you know (I've got to let you know)
If I could change your mind (If I could change your mind)
I'll never let you go (I'll never let you go)

New Order
Krafty

< rant>
it takes so much to just go on
i know i'm not strong enough for other people
yet i still try.
and in the end i just end up screwing them and myself up.
a lot.
i'm so tempted to give up on myself.
it sucks to hurt so much.
it sucks that other people hurt so much.
yet sometimes...

But out there the world is a beautiful place
With mountains, lakes and the human race
This is where I wanna be
And this is what I wanna do

i'll keep trying.
i'm not gonna give up. on myself.
and when i'm stronger and not hurting so much, not on other people.
< / endrant>


the world is a beautiful place. a friendly smile from an innocent child, the knowingly bad joke from a friend, the sunlight filtering thru foilage, the genuine laughter from a group of teens caught up in their silly antics, a peck on the cheek exchanged between a couple freshly in love, a unexpected midnight call from a friend that you thought you had lost contact with.
we got to believe in it.
if we don't believe in all these, then there's nothing worth believing at all.

i choose the world that i wanna live in.
i choose how i wanna perceive it. i choose how i wanna believe in it.
it's my choice. and i choose not to think negatively about it.
if it still fucks up, at least i can say i have tried my best.

back to the bottle.

hit and run

i was riding down sunset way near maju camp to meet Y for kopi near his place last night, when an accident occurred in front of me. 2 girls were lying on the road with their bike on it's side in the centre of the road. i pulled over to help them.

the pillon was lying on her side in pain while the biker was comforting her. with a few other people who pulled over, we helped them into a more comfortable position. i talked to the rider a bit and found out that it was a car that had bullied and cut into their lane, pushing the bike over and causing it to skid and crash. the fucker then sped away leaving the 2 girls bleeding and lying on the road. may that fucking driver burn in hell forever(yes, i am extremely angry over this).

still, it was heartening to see so many people stay to provide assistance. it could have been a damn good racial unity propaganda ad. a chinese man with his wife and toddler in tow, pulled over and called an ambulance and TP. a fellow malay biker who had pulled over, proceeded to direct traffic with me. an indian woman who was on a bus, got off, promptly informed us she was a nurse and helped the girls. a few cars, and quite a number of bikes pulled over and asked if there was anything they could do to help. maybe it's just me but you can always count on a fellow biker to help you out. reminded me of my first accident where there was a horde of bikers who pulled me to the side and help direct traffic away.

after the pillon rider was stretchered away, the paramedics tried to help the biker to the ambulance but she couldn't stand at all. that's when it struck me, in a bike accident, there's no way the biker and pillon can fly off in the same direction upon impact. the biker had dragged herself, bleeding, in obvious pain and all, over to the pillon rider to comfort her.

i hope those two girls get well soon.
and may the driver suffer for what he/she has done.

horribly.

and in extreme pain.

sorry.

i'm sorry that i can't be there for a certain someone cos of how things are now.

i'm sorry that i yelled at C cos i really felt damn helpless and lost when i was on the phone with her. i must master my emotions.

i'm sorry about how the way things had turned out.

i used to be able to make tough snap decisions and accept the consequences good or bad. a sagi trait i believe. now, i'm mired in indecisiveness. sucks when whatever used to pass off as self confidence deserts you.

bah. this is becoming a fucking bloody whine blog.

fuck this shit. i will make a damn decision soon, listen to and confide in the people i trust more. an outsider's view of things is more insightful than what your heart tells you.

sometimes.

and i should open up more.

i must not fear

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

Frank Herbert, Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear, "Dune"

i can keep rereading his works again and again and never tire of them.
maybe it's time to get the whole collected boxset. and no, the kevin j anderson continuation of the series is totally not canon. man that sounded really, really sci-fic geeky. grr i wish i ain't so broke now.

i must not fear. let the gom jabbar come.

a terrible beauty is born

it's nice and quiet these past few days.
an uneasy peace reigns with this gut feeling that something is gonna go really bad.
like real soon.

i'll just enjoy whatever snatches of peace i can get for now.
in whatever form it manifests itself.
and ready myself for whatever comes.

requiem for a dream

just got back today from bali.

it's where i wanna stay now. it's so beautiful there.
the diving was excellent, the food is good, the scenery is lovely, the people are nice, beer is cheap and good, the partying is okay( only r&b and trance) and you just get good vibes from the place.

the temples are really very pretty over there

tanah lot
Originally uploaded by StillLost.

will upload more on flickr when i'm free.
by the way, did i mention i saw mantas? yeap not singular. 10-12 of them. :)
it's so breathtaking when they glide slowly, majestically over you, just eclipse the sun and you're shrouded in darkness for
a few seconds.

when you see such majestic creatures, you can't help but feel so privileged that you share the same world with them.


it's so reassuring that such a paradise like bali exists in this world too. so, despite all the strife, hate, anger that's out there, that's also a little piece of heaven that's within our reach. just gotta look for it :)
i found some of mine in bali.

on behalf of the balinese people who are so nice and undaunted by all the recent events,
i have 2 words to say.

Fuck terrorists.

i'll definitely return to bali again.

soon i hope.

goodil

i seriously wonder if this vacation i'm taking is just another form of escape.
the die is cast. even if it is, i still gotta go for it.
last night was awesome. despite all the premonitions, bad dreams and how afraid i was, i went.
and the thing is, after a bit of initial insecurity, i really didn't give a fuck about all that anymore.
what i feared didn't happened, but i suppose since it took a lot out of me to be down there, i really didn't give a flying fuck!
:)
i have my own life to live. and my own things to do. as does everyone else.

i had a great time despite how crowded it was.
it seems i'm getting somewhere with the letting go yeah?

i've always mused about this. blessing or curse, blessing or curse.
Y, if he reads this, knows what i'm talking about.
i'll settle for bittersweet blessing. :)
what's the point in being so sad, angry and bitter about things all the time?
gets ya nowhere.
savour the sweet good memories and never forget the bitter lessons learnt.


lost a lot but gaining in so much more.
perhaps it's more like refinement.
you throw the ore into the fire, you'll hit the impurities out on the anvil.
leaving only the valuable metal.

heh. whatever. i'm rambling on my last last post before bali.
hell if local bar boy can have last last gigs, i can have last last posts.
just kidding.

maybe this bali trip would be like the calm before the monsoon storm.
the week before the monsoon arrives, the sea is usually so calm it's like a swimming pool.
the monsoon hasn't arrived yet. talked to a dive operator a few days back and he's still running trips to msia.
the calm before the great damn mother of all tempest comes.

we'll see.

on a trip to bali.

one dance left.

same hard game of blues

i pray i'll be strong tonight.

this'll be my last post before bali.
a week of sun,sand,surf,diving,temples,bintang beer.
sun splashed goodness.

who says some things can never turn out right?

just want my happiness to stay.

and some of it does stay. in the form of people who stand by you and give you strength when you falter. in the form of smses and calls in wierd hours from people who just call to tell you that they miss you and love you lots. in the form of a heartfelt hug and a squeeze of your hand to reassure you that you're never alone.

i love all of you.

to Bali! maybe i'll get lucky and catch some indo bands there.
toodles~.

there's gotta be more to life than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me

yeah yeah it's a stacie orrico pop song.

"Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers..... Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life..... But why would I want to do a thing like that?"

Renton - Trainspotting

it's depressing when you rely on temporary highs to be happy.
hmm contradictory statement.
was supposed to detox before bali yet i've ended up drinking way too much this week.
is it better to have never known true happiness and just get by?
or to have gotten a glimpse of it and then attempt to pursue it?

someone once mentioned i'll be happier leading this kinda of hard drinking, partying life.
maybe, i could have pulled it off before. but not now.

drinking just doesn't do much for me these days.
unfortunately it's the most common activity that occurs at night with people and i'll jump at any opportunity to get out of the house. i don't wanna rot at home and think too much.

heck, can't wait for bali. and that ain't some temporary high.
it's a place i've always wanted to go and details are more or less settled.
just some last minute nitty gritty stuff that i'll deal with before i leave.

now excuse me while i go nap off this jurong island sized hangover.

To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.

on a trip to bali!

it's confirmed! i'm off to the isle of gods!

please please please let me get what i want

i talk with a raspy whisper right now but i'm really glad last night's karaoke session happened. and company(just two other boys) was just right even though we were on mike duty almost non stop for 4 hours. i never was good with big groups. doing 'hard to say i'm sorry' by chicago ala bon jovi totally cracked me up. it's the first time i've done so many chinese songs in one sitting. ah well, they're the most emo songs one can find in karaoke anyway. it felt damn good belting them out and getting things out of my system.


surprise surprise, D called me while i was mangling a song and told me bali was on!
i'm crossing my fingers now and hoping tickets and other details can be settled asap as today's the last day for the offer. please don't let my hopes be dashed at the last minute.

well even if they do get dashed, there's always another time. ;)

one dance left!

cast into a sea of doubt

SIA is offering a flight for two to Bali for just $378sgd.

noone to go with. those i've approached are broke, waiting for a toto windfall, standing by their principles or afraid of a 3rd bombing.

damnit.

no point going to the isle of the gods if you go alone and there's noone to partake it's beauty with.

i shall cross my fingers and hope the aceh trip happens.

observatory was good last night at the university cultural centre.
they opened with 'sea of doubt' followed by 'this sad song'. and i love both of these songs. it's been a long long time since i've been to a gig of theirs and i finally got to hear some of their blank walls songs. i wished i had gone for their album launch gig. the one with vivian on vocals(didn't catch title) was lovely. dischordantly sounding in some parts in sync with the mood of the lyrics.
how apt.

*shrug*
you only get what you give.

wu si kee, wu si low.

the moments when you're filled with hope for your dreams before they're broken are sometimes the sweetest moments.
even sweeter than dreams that come true.

ah well.
acknowledge, shrug, stand up, dust the dirt from my pants and walk on.
but never forget or there's never anything learnt.

nothing ever happens without a purpose.
you just gotta look hard for it sometimes. ;)

and sometimes, just sometimes, overdosing on ice cream and waffles with friends is all you need to feel a lil better. :)
met up with D after she appeared again after 5 and a half weeks.
i'm glad i have people around me who don't bother patronising me but are willing to just tell me the facts as they are and advise what i should do.
which is what this silly boy needs. not comforting but what i should do to wake up.
cos until recently he's been too caught up with himself and blind to ever see what's wrong.

emotions still move like the ebb and flow of the tide.
hmm isn't that from a hokkien song?
and sometimes it still hurts like nothing that should ever be conceived in this world.
isn't it comforting, wallowing in escapist self indulgent self pitying thoughts? hah!
bah,like it'll be productive and get me somewhere.
still, i won't want to go back to where/what i was.
before i can walk on, i gotta master my emotions. you get what you give.
fuck this shite.

and smile like you mean it
:)


one dance left

rain rain go away

the monsoon season is almost upon us.
seems to have started for me though.
my mood swings are starting to mirror the weather.
from extreme sunny dispositons where i believe i can right all the wrongs i have done to downright dark stormy downpours where i drown.
i've always been easily affected by my emotional enviroment and the flash floods just keep coming and coming...

at least it's who i really am. no more shelving away if i want to be me.
JH came back from his mission trip 2 days ago and we had a kopi session last night.
it was good to talk to him. he made me realise that i need an anchor. and it's something i've always known the answer to but just kept avoiding all these years.

it felt good to talk to him again and i had my first real night of peaceful sleep in ages after that. i've always questioned why we have to face so many trials and tribulations in this life. JH just answered me simply that it's cos he chastises the ones he really loves. if he didn't love us, why bother? a simple answer to a question that i've always been asking myself and imagined unanswerable all these years.

i've still got a long way to go in this journey. and i daresay the forecast is more showers and stormy weather ahead(after all the monsoon is coming). it's a choice of facing the tempest with a downtrodden defeated look on your face, hating every moment cos you're getting wet or going out there weathering it with a grin, enjoying the raindrops on your face and whistling 'singing in the rain'. like hell if i'm going to throw the towel, umbrella, galoshes, raincoat and the kitchen sink in.

one dance left.

you get what you give

re

Wake up kids
We've got the dreamers disease
Age 14 we got you down on your knees
So polite, you're busy still saying please
Frienemies, who when you're down ain't your friend
Every night we smash their Mercedes-Benz
First we run; and then we laugh till we cry
But when the night is falling
and you cannot find the light,light
If you feel your dreams are dying
Hold tight

You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget
you only get what you give

Four a.m. we ran a miracle mile
we're flat broke but hey we do it in style
The bad rich
God's flying in for your trial
But when the night is falling
and you cannot find a friend, friend
You feel your tree is breaking
Just then

You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget
you only get what you give

This whole damn world can fall apart
You'll be ok, follow your heart
You're in harms way I'm right behind
Now say you're mine

You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget
you only get what we give
Don't let go
We feel the music in you
Don't let go

Fly high
What's real can't die
You only get what you give
You're gonna get what you give
Just don't be afraid to leave

Health insurance rip off lying FDA big bankers buying
Fake computer crashes dining
Cloning while they're multiplying
Fashion shoots with Beck and Hanson
Courtney Love, and Marilyn Manson
You're all fakes
Run to your mansions
Come around
We'll kick your ass in!
Don't let go
One dance left

New Radicals - you get what you give

i've fallen really low this time.
i've lost so much. friends, myself and a love.
i abused the love and trust given to me.

hell, i'm not going to run away anymore.
i'm going to fight for everything worth fighting for.
it's time i made a stand within myself.
it's time i've woken up and learn to really trust again.
it's time i learnt how to change for the better instead of being bitter and thinking it's other people and never me.
i'm not gonna believe in fate.
and even if i lose, i'm going to make sure it'll be after i've given my all.





and find the courage and wisdom to accept it, pick up the pieces and move on.

this silly boy has one dance left.
and he's gonna milk it for all it's worth.
a big thank you to family, all past and present friends.
for all you've done to make me realise i was never ever ever really alone.



one dance left.

goodbye and goodnight.

trust

it's been ages since i've went on a ride at night alone.
it really is therapeutic when you just forget about whatever's on your mind for the moment(way cheaper than drinking yourself into a stupor), concentrating on the road ahead of you while slave driving your bike to it's maximum speed and feeling the wind on your face.

i'm going on 2 weeks reservist training while most of my friends are holidaying overseas(bah humbug) so this blog will be on hiatus for a while.

The Cure is one of those good bands that manages to have songs that cover both extreme ends of the emotional spectrum. here's one of their most negatively depressing songs ever.


There is no-one left in the world
That I can hold onto
There is really no-one left at all
There is only you
And if you leave me now
You leave all that we were
Undone
There is really no-one left
You are the only one

And still the hardest part for you
To put your trust in me
I love you more than I can say
Why won't you just believe?

The Cure
Trust

staralfur

Starir á mig lítill álfur
Hleypur að mér en hreyfist ekki
Ur stað - sjalfur
Starálfur

Sigur Ros
Staralfur

who says you gotta understand what they're singing about to comprehend the beauty of the song? i don't have a phd in pidgin icelandic but i still love this sigur ros song to bits.

Aha this kiss you give, it’s never ever gonna fade away

"A bright light filled the plane," wrote Col. Paul Tibbets, the pilot of the Enola Gay, the B-29 that dropped the first atomic bomb. "We turned back to look at Hiroshima. The city was hidden by that awful cloud...boiling up, mushrooming." For a moment, no one spoke. Then everyone was talking. "Look at that! Look at that! Look at that!" exclaimed the co-pilot, Robert Lewis, pounding on Tibbets's shoulder. Lewis said he could taste atomic fission; it tasted like lead. Then he turned away to write in his journal. "My God," he asked himself, "what have we done?" (special report, "Hiroshima: August 6, 1945")

Newsweek July 24th 1995

the 60th anniversary of the Hiroshima bombing was comemorated recently. it's scary that despite such a cruel example in 1945, more nations are trying to get involved in the nuclear arms race.

i'll leave you with the happy tune and poignant lyrics from OMD's Enola Gay.
this used to be my mobile ringtone and i still love the cheesy keyboards in it.
Astreal,Muon and Force Vormit will be playing today at Rouge 11pm onwards.
so be nice Ompah Loompahs and head down to catch them. see you there.

Enola gay, you should have stayed at home yesterday
Aha words can’t describe the feeling and the way you lied

These games you play, they’re gonna end it more than tears someday
Aha enola gay, it shouldn’t ever have to end this way

It’s 8:15, and that’s the time that it’s always been
We got your message on the radio, conditions normal and you’re coming home

Enola gay, is mother proud of little boy today
Aha this kiss you give, it’s never ever gonna fade away

Enola gay, it shouldn’t ever have to end this way
Aha enola gay, it shouldn’t fade in our dreams away

It’s 8:15, and that’s the time that it’s always been
We got your message on the radio, conditions normal and you’re coming home

Enola gay, is mother proud of little boy today
Aha this kiss you give, it’s never ever gonna fade away

Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark
Enola Gay

simple pleasures

a simple walk made my national day. chester's really lovable. he's huge!
though it was the first time i got called uncle by a &$#*ing lil brat.
i was looking behind and thinking maybe there was some uncle behind me.
turns out the kid was referring to me and wanted me to get his balloon for him cos he was afraid to step on grass barefooted.
even my cousin's kids don't call me uncle!

and it seems i can't get away with parking my bike at my lot without season parking.
officers from Permas came at 2.30am to issue summons in plainclothes! 2.30am!
in plainclothes!
what happened to slacker manciks that come in scarves, big sunglasses,umbrellas and only issue summons once every 3 mths?!?! sigh... the evils of privatisation. i've gotten 2 tickets so far. :(

backstroke of the west

may the force be with you?

this is damn hilarious. the subtitles are a direct english translation of the chinese interpretation of what the script was saying.
clicky clicky!
backstroke of the west

robert smith just won't shut up in my head

The sun is up
I'm so happy I could scream!
And there's nowhere else in the world I'd rather be
Than here with you
It's perfect
It's all I ever wanted
I almost can't believe that it's for real

I really don't think it gets any better than this
Vanilla smile
And a gorgeous strawberry kiss!
Birds sing we swing
Clouds drift by and everything is like a dream
It's everything I wished

Never guessed it got this good
Wondered if it ever would
Really didn't think it could
Do it again?
I know we should!!!

The sun is up
I'm so fizzy I could burst!
You wet through and me headfirst
Into this is perfect
It's all I ever wanted
Ow! it feels so big it almost hurts!

Never guessed it got this good
Wondered if it ever would
Really didn't think it could
Do it some more?
I know we should!!!

Say it will always be like this
The two of us together
It will always be like this
Forever and ever and ever...

Never guessed it got this good
Wondered if it ever would
Really didn't think it could
Do it all the time?
I know that we should!

The Cure
'Mint Car'

:)

i wish this dream comes true

Ooh I don't know what to do
About this dream and you
I wish this dream comes true

Digital Love
Dalf Punk

sights and sounds calling from far away

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sweet lyrics
sweet earwax


Sing softly to me
Kings of Convenience

Things seem so much better when
They're not part of your close surroundings
Like words in a letter sent
Amplified by the distance
Possibilities and sweeter dreams
Sights and sounds calling from far away
Calling from far away

I didn't know you then, now did I girl?
I couldn't hear you singing softly to me
I didn't know you then, now did I girl?
I didn't see the brave girl so near me
I didn't know you then, now did I girl?
I couldn't hear you sing softly to me

I wanted a mystery that couldn't be solved
I wanted a puzzle with pieces missing
I wanted a story that couldn't be told
Only the fishing part of fishing

I didn't know you then, now did I girl?
I couldn't hear you singing softly to me
I didn't know you then, now did I girl?
I didn't see the brave girl so near me
I didn't know you then, now did I girl?
I couldn't hear you sing softly to me

And now I find
It was you all the time.
I'm in love again-
It's too late now...

too many tears all over this town

going thru my mp3s and this suited the early rainy morning.

Tears all over town
A girl called Eddy

Ride the subway home
Pretend that you're not home
When somebody calls you
But nobody calls you

And it's me who loves you still
And I always will

But there are tears all over town
Too many tears all over this town
There are tears all over town
Too many tears

Once there were trumpets in the air
And confetti in your hair
And I knew where I belonged
Now I'm singing you this song

And every star we held that night
We reached for it all you know we tried

But there are tears all over town
Too many tears all over this town
There are tears all over town
Too many tears

I'm scattered like newspapers all over the street
I see your face in everyone I meet
I'm avoiding the corners
I'm avoiding your name
I know that I loved you but I loved you in vain

And this city's too small for two
My melancholy friend and you

And these tears all over town
Too many tears all over this town
Tears all over town
Too many tears all over this town
Too many tears
Too many tears...

my view when i smoke in my room

in the quiet of the night
sometimes, just sometimes.
everything feels alright.