sometimes lyrics really say what you cannot... except that right now.. its TWO radically different songs that are rushing through my head... or maybe they aren't all that different... i'm sitting in the college library with less than 20 days to go before finals.. an ipod in my ears... maybe i should just change the song thats playing... get music tahts more conducive to concentrating on international law.. but right now my state of mind is encompassed by these songs....
oh n btw... they really ARE awesome songs to listen to... even if the lyrics dont send u into a tizzy...
DAUGHTRY- NO SURPRISE
I've practiced this for hours, gone round and round
And now I think that I've got it all down
And as I say it louder I love how it sounds
Cause I'm not taking the easy way out
Not wrapping this in ribbons
Shouldn't have to give a reason why
It's no surprise I won't be here tomorrow
I can't believe that I stayed till today
Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow
But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise
It came out like a river once I let it out
When I thought that I wouldn't know how
Held onto it forever just pushing it down
Felt so good to let go of it now
Not wrapping this in ribbons
Shouldn't have to give a reason why
It's no surprise I won't be here tomorrow
I can't believe that I stayed till today
There's nothing here in this heart left to borrow
There's nothing here in this soul left to say
Don't be surprised when we hate this tomorrow
God know we tried to find an easier way
Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow
But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise
Our favorite place we used to go
The warm embrace that no one knows
The loving look that's left your eyes
That's why this comes as no, as no surprise
If I could see the future and how this plays out
I bet it's better than where we are now
But after going through this, it's easier to see the reason why
It's no surprise I won't be here tomorrow
I can't believe that I stayed till today
Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow
But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise
The kiss goodnight, it comes with me
Both wrong and right, our memories
The whispering before we sleep, just one more thing that you can't keep
Our favorite place we used to go
The warm embrace that no one knows
The loving look that's left your eyes
But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise
INCOMPLETE- BACKSTREET BOYS
Empty spaces fill me up with holes
Distant faces with no place left to go
Without you within me I can’t find no rest
Where I’m going is anybody’s guess
I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you
I’m awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete
Voices tell me I should carry on
But I am swimming in an ocean all alone
Baby, my baby
It’s written on your face
You still wonder if we made a big mistake
I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you
I’m awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete
I don’t mean to drag it on, but I can’t seem to let you go
I don’t wanna make you face this world alone
I wanna let you go (alone)
I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you
I’m awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
i'm pissed off
it is NOT a nice thing to tell an unsuspecting friend that u have a crush on them and then sulk coz they turn you down..
it is NOT nice to cut them out of plans just coz your ego cannot take it..
and it is definitely NOT nice to remind them everytime that you didnt wanna meet them/talk to them coz you havent gotten over the embarrassment/ hurt from being turned down.. and therefore had asked other friends to not invite them or so much as tell them that youre all meeting up...
and to those friends who actually collude in these ridiculous plans.. youre really not being nice either.
just coz i'm not in love with you does not mean that i dont ever wanna see your face again.. if i did.. that fact would have been made amply clear.
its really mean to make ME feel guilty for "not respecting your feelings" the fact that your name is not up in this blog post means that i do care about your feelings.. i just dont wanna go out with you.
i fail to see why I am the bad guy here if YOU cant get over a crush.
you've really hurt me.. you AND our so called friends who agreed to stoke your ego at the cost of my feelings.
it is NOT nice to cut them out of plans just coz your ego cannot take it..
and it is definitely NOT nice to remind them everytime that you didnt wanna meet them/talk to them coz you havent gotten over the embarrassment/ hurt from being turned down.. and therefore had asked other friends to not invite them or so much as tell them that youre all meeting up...
and to those friends who actually collude in these ridiculous plans.. youre really not being nice either.
just coz i'm not in love with you does not mean that i dont ever wanna see your face again.. if i did.. that fact would have been made amply clear.
its really mean to make ME feel guilty for "not respecting your feelings" the fact that your name is not up in this blog post means that i do care about your feelings.. i just dont wanna go out with you.
i fail to see why I am the bad guy here if YOU cant get over a crush.
you've really hurt me.. you AND our so called friends who agreed to stoke your ego at the cost of my feelings.
Sunday, April 04, 2010
I dreamed of you last night
The image swirling in dim light
Watched you smile at me.. and raise the dagger
Fell to the ground yet again
I dreamed of you last night
That void in my heart pulsed in fear
Of what had come and what could have come
And I woke up in a river of tears
I try to stay awake, not dream
And yet the voices surround me
The scars pull and bleed sometimes
As I run from what I’ve left behind me..
The image swirling in dim light
Watched you smile at me.. and raise the dagger
Fell to the ground yet again
I dreamed of you last night
That void in my heart pulsed in fear
Of what had come and what could have come
And I woke up in a river of tears
I try to stay awake, not dream
And yet the voices surround me
The scars pull and bleed sometimes
As I run from what I’ve left behind me..
Sunday, March 07, 2010
The man who can't be moved- the Script
heard this song today... and this story just wrote itself...
“caught pneumonia I guess.. crazy bastard… I offered to take him to the hospital.. but he just wouldn’t let me…”
“sat here and refused to move I tell u.. been here two weeks… all he did was sing bout that girl..”
“I know.. pretty in the picture,.. but cold hearted bitch I’d say.. left the boy at the altar..”
“whats sad is that no one came to get him away from here.. he’s such a sweet boy..”
“u know.. the missus and I had a bad fight last week.. and he pretty much talked her out of it.. told her all about how hard it was to find love.. she listened to him when she wouldn’t hear me out..”
The whisperers fell silent at the sound of the police car pulling up..
“alright folks move it.. why is there such a crowd here?” it was the rookie, showing off on his first day..
“this is it son.. the singer’s corner.. the guy I was telling u about on the way here” said the senior constable..
“god.. I’m inheriting that crazy guy from you??”
The protests of the crowd silenced him quicker than the somber look on his senior’s face..
"No boy.. you’re not.. he died a half hour ago.. that’s why we rushed from the station without the last cup of tea”
The two cops moved through the crowd towards the body.. someone had shaved him.. prepared him for burial.. his guitar beside him, the girl’s picture on his chest..
“Oh GOD!!!! Its him!” all colour drained from the rookie’s face as he knelt beside the body..
“u know this guy?”
“yes.. he’s my sister’s fiancé… they had a fight the day before their wedding and she called it off.. he disappeared.. she couldn’t find him anywhere!”
“she what???”
Yeah.. she drove all over the city looking for him.. and…” he suddenly broke down crying..
“and … and she had a horrible car accident.. kept asking for him all the way to the hospital…”
He stumbled away from the stunned crowd.. the senior cop began to make arrangements for removal of the body.
“um.. sir?” it was the young couple..
“Shouldn’t we wait for her to come here? If she’s been searching for him..”
“she’s not gonna come..”
“well.. sure she’s in the hospital but someone from the family might..”
the policeman sighed..
“he’s got no family… and she died in that accident..”
“caught pneumonia I guess.. crazy bastard… I offered to take him to the hospital.. but he just wouldn’t let me…”
“sat here and refused to move I tell u.. been here two weeks… all he did was sing bout that girl..”
“I know.. pretty in the picture,.. but cold hearted bitch I’d say.. left the boy at the altar..”
“whats sad is that no one came to get him away from here.. he’s such a sweet boy..”
“u know.. the missus and I had a bad fight last week.. and he pretty much talked her out of it.. told her all about how hard it was to find love.. she listened to him when she wouldn’t hear me out..”
The whisperers fell silent at the sound of the police car pulling up..
“alright folks move it.. why is there such a crowd here?” it was the rookie, showing off on his first day..
“this is it son.. the singer’s corner.. the guy I was telling u about on the way here” said the senior constable..
“god.. I’m inheriting that crazy guy from you??”
The protests of the crowd silenced him quicker than the somber look on his senior’s face..
"No boy.. you’re not.. he died a half hour ago.. that’s why we rushed from the station without the last cup of tea”
The two cops moved through the crowd towards the body.. someone had shaved him.. prepared him for burial.. his guitar beside him, the girl’s picture on his chest..
“Oh GOD!!!! Its him!” all colour drained from the rookie’s face as he knelt beside the body..
“u know this guy?”
“yes.. he’s my sister’s fiancé… they had a fight the day before their wedding and she called it off.. he disappeared.. she couldn’t find him anywhere!”
“she what???”
Yeah.. she drove all over the city looking for him.. and…” he suddenly broke down crying..
“and … and she had a horrible car accident.. kept asking for him all the way to the hospital…”
He stumbled away from the stunned crowd.. the senior cop began to make arrangements for removal of the body.
“um.. sir?” it was the young couple..
“Shouldn’t we wait for her to come here? If she’s been searching for him..”
“she’s not gonna come..”
“well.. sure she’s in the hospital but someone from the family might..”
the policeman sighed..
“he’s got no family… and she died in that accident..”
Friday, March 05, 2010
random
it comes on suddenly.. like a fit that would send me falling to the floor, shaking like a leaf.. that makes me feel like i'll never be able to breathe again if this breath doesnt escape my lungs.. and i wheeze and puff and try to get it out but there's a vise around my lungs and there's nothing i can do but feel myself losing it.. hysteria overtakes conscious thought..
and then?
then i type.. or write.. i learnt a long time ago that putting words to feelings helps sort them out.. helps overcome them.. thats one reason i started this blog.. even if no one except a couple of friends who ocasionally remember it read it... its still a place i can let things out in..
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on a completely unrelated note.. i think i'm falling in love with hockey... been watching India in the world cup matches.. n even though the team got jacked by both australia AND spain.. it was fun to watch.. guess its the publicity.. but ive been wondering recently just why ive never seen this game before.......
and then?
then i type.. or write.. i learnt a long time ago that putting words to feelings helps sort them out.. helps overcome them.. thats one reason i started this blog.. even if no one except a couple of friends who ocasionally remember it read it... its still a place i can let things out in..
.....................................................
on a completely unrelated note.. i think i'm falling in love with hockey... been watching India in the world cup matches.. n even though the team got jacked by both australia AND spain.. it was fun to watch.. guess its the publicity.. but ive been wondering recently just why ive never seen this game before.......
Saturday, February 13, 2010
valentine
petals are strewn around the floor as i walk in.. flickering shadows in the corners of the room.. an involuntary gasp escapes my lips at the sight of all the red color..
"surprised?"
my husband's voice comes from behind the door.. my heart thuds in response...
"when did you get back?" i can hear the tremor in my voice..
he steps towards me.. i can feel my heartbeat pick up..
"does it matter?" his voice is low.. almost hypnotic
i cant summon the air to respond as he pulls me closer and his fingers entangle in my hair..
"i came back early coz i didnt want you to be alone on our first valentine's day as a married couple.. but i see you didnt miss me at all.."
the glint of the knife in the candlelight dazzles my eyes for a short second before i crumple to the floor.. right next to the bled out body of my lover...
"surprised?"
my husband's voice comes from behind the door.. my heart thuds in response...
"when did you get back?" i can hear the tremor in my voice..
he steps towards me.. i can feel my heartbeat pick up..
"does it matter?" his voice is low.. almost hypnotic
i cant summon the air to respond as he pulls me closer and his fingers entangle in my hair..
"i came back early coz i didnt want you to be alone on our first valentine's day as a married couple.. but i see you didnt miss me at all.."
the glint of the knife in the candlelight dazzles my eyes for a short second before i crumple to the floor.. right next to the bled out body of my lover...
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