You and I, lead a lonely life,
That is the life we have to live,
Love easily breaks, time easily flows.
There's no such thing as an eternal promise,
Even the words we whispered as we looked at each other,
They will fade away like the dust that covers the sky,
We passed by each other like strangers.
I love you like crazy,
I love you, forever I will,
I won't let go, I will find you,
I'm just a stranger, without you my love.
The moment of impact proves potential for change,
The ripple effects far beyond what we can predict,
Sending some particles crashing together,
Making them closer than before,
While sending other spinning off into great ventures,
Landing them where you've never thought you've found them,
That's the thing about moments like this.
You can't, no matter how hard you try, controlling how it's gonna affect you.
You've just gotta let the colliding parts goes where they may, and wait, for the next collision."
I know, you *when.. how about I say, be quiet! the, that means, theres the firework coming...*
I know, you belong, *when we, when we hear, say shhh, that means, theres the firework coming...*
I know, *when it goes shhhh, that means, there's the firework here..*
I know, you belong, to somebody new,
But *shhh..............let's check outside*
But tonight, you belong to me,
Although *no say, although, although*
Although, We're apart,
You're part of my heart,
And tonight, you belong to me.
Way down, by the stream, how sweet, it will seem, once more, just to dream, and the moonlight,
My honey I know...
By the dawn, that you, will be gone.. *shhh...What's that sound?*
But tonight, you belong to me.
Just to little old me.
*Dad, say.. I know*
You belong.. to somebody new,
But tonight, you belong to me...
Just to little old meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.... *shhhhhh*
Sometimes, I really want to write again in my blog. The story of every day. I love to read what I wrote, maybe a few years later. It's going to bring back all the memories, the good one is to be remembered, and the bad one is to be laughed,
"Oh what a silly person i am",
"Why i have to feel sad for that matter?",
"Why i am over the moon for that stuff",
All kinds of questions.
But, with all the internet's cruelty, misuse party that love to twist other's words, privacy, safety, I don't dare to write stories anymore. Just unimportant facts, I guess?
So all the memories are just going to be buried in my hippocampus. I hope, I'm not losing the good ones.
I'm glad that I can keep the warmth from 'hangat - hangat tahi ayam' of my working days, for at least a month. Or nearly a month. It's better than, a week. Or three days. Kan? Yey!
For the win, sungguh. And kitadahberazam, nakjadi wallflower jedekatopis. Taknak getting involved. Sebab orang nak jadi wallflower kan dah cakap tadi. Opiskitatak best.
1) Rent satu jeep truck/any land rover yang ada space dekatbelakang.
2) Play this song : "heroes" by David Bowie
3) Drive through the tunnel, preferably after the tunnel, ada bridge. Eg: Anzac Br
4) Let me stand at the back of the truck.
5) And wait for me to say "And in that moment, I swear we were infinite"
The Tunnel Song
Hangat - hangat tahi ayam : Sekejap je semangat.
Wallflower : Someone who chooses to observe instead of having the experience of life. They know a lot about people, what they are truthfully like, how they actually act when they think no one is paying attention. Since people have little interest in the so-called of wallflower, they usually know a lot about people. The good and the bad.
Falling, yes I'm falling, and he's keep calling me back again. hmmm mmm.
And it's so sad that its hard to find the mv's version. susahlah band lama - lama nikan?
But am,
This one is quite good.
Jim Sturgess' version.
With a strong british accent.
All of sudden, I'm the biggest fan of James Morrison.
It's never too late to turn it back around,
Yeah I know you can,
Don't bury your demons deep in the ground,
When it all falls down,
The only way is, up.
Heyyy! Did you guys ever get a song stuck in your head?
Well that phenomenon is called earworm or also known as 'haunting melody' or 'hard-to-shake melody' or 'stuck song syndrome' or 'involuntary musical imagery' or 'brainworms' or 'sticky music'. But I'm gonna use 'earworm' for this time cuz it's sound so.... wormy?
Earworm : A piece of music that sticks in one's mind so that one seems to hear it even when it is not being played. This thing is so common in normal life and so may be distinguished from brain damage which results in palinacousis.
Everyone's will experience this except for people who never listen to any music in his whole life. Like a hobo that live in a cave with two cotton buds that are stuck in his ears.
How to un-earworm it?
1. Unhearit (my review: what a troll -.-")
2. Replace it with another song.
3. Give it to someone else.