Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Lyrics

When you're all alone
And you need a light
Someone to guide you
Through the night
Just remember that
I am here
To hold you close and
Dry your tears

And just when you thought
You were falling
But you know I'll always
Be right there

When you're all alone
And you need a friend
Someone to help you
To the end
When you need someone
To catch you when you fall
I'll be there through it all

'Cause just when you thought
You were losing
But you know
I'll always be right there

And I'll be there
Through the good times
And the bad
And we'll be there
For each other
'Cause you're the best friend
I've ever had

And just when you thought
You were falling
But you knowI'll always be right there

whenever you need me
I'll always be right there

~Michelle Branch, I'll Always Be Right there



stupid,
i dun really care if i won anything or not,
coz i have won a lot already
by having you as my friend.

this is the lyrics...hope you enjoyed the song that i've sent ya

Sunday, May 22, 2005

Fragrance, reminiscence

The worst way to
miss someone is
to be sitting right beside,
but knowing
you can't have her.




"I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Love it sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down on me"

~~aerosmith, crying

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Fragrance, finale

Once


Once upon a fairytale,
Or maybe, just upon a dream,
I held onto something special,
Something called you and me.

But as fairytales are likely to end,
Or maybe, as dreams are likely to die,
There was nothing left to hold onto,
Nothing left of you and I.

Once upon a faded picture,
Or maybe, just a faded rose,
A faded love is still remembered,
Something only I would know.

But as memories linger with the picture
And fragrance with the rose,
l remember what we had,
Even if you never know.





today,
is a moment of joy/happiness/agony/devastation,
all into one.






today, everything ended
only reminiscence remain






the purest of devotion,
exists where
there's no future,
no beginning,
and yet an end.




crying out in the seat,
je t'aime, je t'aime..
hoping you never heard,
yet hoping you to hear..


and you think the same way,
and you came .
gazing, yet knowing its gone
you stared at me,
and we realise,
a million masks can't hide our thoughts...

the meaningless strata,
the pathetic people,
they never understand our feelings,
though they love to hate...








even the greatest novels have an ending,
and so does this tale.
just like the last page of a novel,
so bitter, but so sweet..


memories of your fragrance...
the way you looked into my soul,
the power of your gaze,
soft, but tender,
and your smile,
fills my days with passions of life


i might have lost all my battles,
i don't really care
wondering, ailing to my resting place,
death, do come upon.
For i would have no regrets,
i've nothing to fear
what i have is this memories,
and that makes the story complete.






the metaphor becomes the meaning,
and the meaning becomes the metaphor












the shot gone wide, and the whistle buzzes.
Leagan and Jasnock said their last goodbyes, and parted

~journey ended~


The Edge of Death and Happiness,

I knew a girl
whom it hurt to look upon.
She was a moving form of pain:
a pillar of fire.
Her soft hair made me ache.
Her walk was a dagger,
her smile like a brand.
Every word she spoke
was heaven's own agony.

She was so beautiful
it transcended delight.
She took beauty, and turned it
into something unbearable.
She became, to me,
a source of mystic knowledge:
that a vision can be so good
you almost wish it never was.

I learned from her
the way of the moths,
who long for the light
that burns them.
How like a flame she was.
How divinely consuming.

I cannot even describe it.
Instead, I speak of the pain
and hope you will understand:
for it was a good thing—
so good, it became bad:
bad for the limited me,
good for my true self.

A beauty like that
tears you out
by your optic nerve,
and rips away all complacent being.
What is left cannot be pictured.
I can only tell what happened
to what was left behind.

what can I do?

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Up for a fight

everything that matters to me..
everything's at stake...

dying seconds...
one shot
either i'll win,
or either i'll waste everything i have longed for


I can't win, doesn't mean I can't give a fight...

Against all odds

Have no pity, act brutally.
~~Adolf Hitler

smile: april 18

The last 3 hours of glory, or shame.
but no matter what the outcome will be,
the most important thing,
is that you are there, smiling,
staring at me in the corridor,
just like the way you did before...
and thats, that's just all I needed

the memories of the recent March,
the sweetness of the fading spring,
the happiness, the joy you share with me,
that laughter on your face...


To others, you're just a metaphor,
to me, you're my reality





everything is just a meaningless rhyme...

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Last 3 hrs of eternity

I wonder if you're lonesome tonight
You know someone said that the world's a stage
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart.

Act one was when we met, i loved you at first glance
You read your line so cleverly and never missed a cue
Then came act two, you seemed to change and you acted strange
And why i'll never know.

Honey, you lied when you said you loved me
And i had no cause to doubt you.
But i'd rather go on hearing your lies
Than go on living without you.


Now the stage is bare and i'm standing there
With emptiness all around
And if you won't come back to me
Then make them bring the curtain down.

~~Are You Lonesome Tonight, Elvis Presley



the tune humms inside me when i studied..
and without i doubt i understand why...

Sunday, May 08, 2005

Try

All I know
Is everything is not as it's sold
but the more I grow the less I know
And I have lived so many lives
Though I'm not old
And the more I see, the less I grow
The fewer the seeds the more I sow

Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try

I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness
And all the real people are really not real at all
The more I learn the more I cry
As I say goodbye to the way of life
I thought I had designed for me

Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
I'm all I'll ever be
But all I can do is try
Try

All of the moments that already passed
We'll try to go back and make them last
All of the things we want each other to be
We never will be
And that's wonderful, and that's life
And that's you, baby
This is me, baby
And we are, we are, we are, we are
Free

In our love


We are free in our love

~~Try, Nelly Furtado

Friday, May 06, 2005

You and I

Here we are
On earth together
It's you and I
God has made us fall in love
It's true
I've really found
Someone like you

Will it stay
The love you feel for me
Will you say
That you will be by my side
To see me through
Until my life is through

Well in my mind
We can conquer the world
In love you and I
You and I, you and I...

I'm glad
At least in my life
I've found someone
That may not be here forever
To see me through
But I found strength in you
Cause in my mind
You will stay here always
In love you and I
You and I, you and I
You and I, you and I
You and I

In my mind
We can conquer the world
In love you and I
You and I, you and I
You and I...

~You And I, Michael Buble

Sunday, May 01, 2005

In no regrets i'll descend

When I glance at you,
you glanced back.
Then I'd smile,
and without a doubt, you'd smile back.

Some might say of hollow themes
Alas, they are fooled.
For they could never realise what's in you,
your eternal beauty

A story that begins with end,
A trip that's ever destined to be.
But let's believe, that all stories fade,
my dear, the journey's more important to me.

Let's part without sadness,
leave without distress.
In my dream I've reached the highest of beauty,
in no regrets i'll descend

Jackson Wong, Untitled