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“漂流瓶"

不知不覺的, 會從電腦裡找出這首歌播放.

 

Pearl & the Puppets – Because I do

Random song

Like a motorway by Saint Etienne

The Heart of the Matter lyrics

Get the song here.

I got the call today, I didn’t wanna hear
But I knew that it would come
An old true friend of ours was talkin’ on the phone
She said you found someone
And I thought of all the bad luck,
And the struggles we went through
And how I lost me and you lost you
What are all these voices outside love’s open door
Make us throw off our contentment
And beg for something more?

I’ve been learning to live without you now
But I miss you sometimes
The more I know, the less I understand
All the things I thought I knew, I’m learning them again
I’ve been tryin’ to get down to the Heart of the Matter
But my will gets weak
And my thoughts seem to scatter
But I think it’s about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don’t love me anymore

These times are so uncertain
There’s a yearning undefined
And people filled with rage
We all need a little tenderness
How can love survive in such a graceless age
And the trust and self-assurance that can lead to happiness
They’re the very things we kill, I guess
Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms
And the work I put between us,
You know it doesn’t keep us warm

I’ve been trying to live without you now
But I miss you, Baby
The more I know, the less I understand
All the things I thought I figured out, I have to learn again
I’ve been trying to get down to the Heart of the Matter
But everything changes
And my friends seem to scatter
But I think it’s about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don’t love me anymore

There are people in your life who’ve come and gone
They let you down and you know they hurt your pride
Better put it all behind you; life goes on
You keep carrin’ that anger, it’ll eat you out inside

I’ve been tryin’ to get down to the Heart of the Matter
But my will gets weak
And my thoughts seem to scatter
But I think it’s about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don’t love me anymore

I’ve been tryin’ to get down to the Heart of the Matter
Because the flesh will get weak
And the ashes will scatter
So I’m thinkin’ about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don’t love me anymore

Heard this song today on Lush while on my way back. I was so tired that i could have just dozed off at the wheel but this song really brought my spirits (and mind) up. So, even now its 12:40am, i still wanna find this song and share it here.

You gain some, you lose some

Went to pick up the GF today, but before that, i had to fix some power cable for her PC. To do that, i had to find an empty parking slot first. Rule #1, avoid vans and lorries. They are notorious for causing dents when they so carelessly open their doors. To adhere to this rule, i found a slot, two actually, and happily parked into one.

As i was poking at the parking coupon, one small Kancil filled with a whole Indian clan came into the lot beside mine. At the front passenger seat was an elderly Indian lady with a little boy sitting on her lap. As they were about to open the door, i felt a sick feeling coming. Its one of those where you anticipate something undesirable is about to happen.

The young boy, so carelessly, kicked the door open and straight into mine with a loud “Thud". Seriously, i was not shocked. Something like this is bound to happen one day but of all people, why Indians? And why when i was still in the car looking at him?

So i shifted my stare into the driver, presumably the father. And the lady. And the boy all at the same time. I could feel my blood boiling and i could really do something regretful, but i don’t really want something like tat to happen. I got off the car to inspect the damage and truthfully, i expected something worse. Maybe Kancil doors are not that solid afterall, but the damage is done and i really had to give the driver a “hullo? what’s the meaning of this" look.

He could only manage “I am very sorry" X 5 times and i don’t see a point in getting some monetary compensation. The dumb kid went to the back door and while trying to get to the back passengers, nearly repeat his irresponsible act again to my back doors. I could imagine my hands on his neck and squeezing every bit of air from him should he had really done so.

I told the driver “forget it" since this whole incident was caused by a kid and kids, being kids, do not understand what went through the minds of adults. I was sure i had caused misery to some poor adults when i was young (as an adult, i still cause misery to others) so i really see no point in pursuing this matter.

So for the rest of the day, i seek retail therapy to sooth my aching heart.

Bought a CD from That CD Shop at suntec. The album is Mansion 3 from High Society, a compilation of lounge music and acid jazz. I thought this would be great driving tunes as i got bored from radio.

Comes with a nice silky smooth pouch too.

You get all this for $29. I wouldn’t really spend moolah on CDs like this but today, i need to. Am listening to it while writing this post.

Went to buy a pair of shoes from Hush Puppies. Not an impulse buy, i have been eyeing this pair for like 2 weeks? Had to ask the sales-lady at suntec outlet to check with other outlets for the color and my size since it was no stock.

Tiring and frustrating day. I don’t really feel anything negative for people of Indian race. I enjoyed Indian food and have no problems buying stuffs from Mustafa. I hope i stayed like this tomorrow morning when i see the scratches on my car door again. In the meantime, i shall listen to the CD and wear my shoes to sleep.

F.I.R – 月牙湾

F.I.R – 月牙湾

敦煌天空的沙粒
带着我们的记忆
我从半路看回去
这秦关漫漫好蜿踞

@梦想穿过了西域
包含了多少的巉屹
埃及像一本游记
我会找寻它的密语

#看 月牙弯下的泪光
在丝路之上被遗忘

*是谁的心啊~
孤单地留下
他还好吗
我多想爱他
那永恒的泪
凝固的一句话
也许可能蒸发

^是谁的爱呀~
用泪水坚强
今生呼唤
就让我融化
那一滴雨水
演化成我翅膀
向着我爱的人
追吧

Unwell

All day
Staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night
Hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
I’m feeling like I’m headed for a
Breakdown
I don’t know why
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know, right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know, right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Me
Talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
I know
I know they’ve all been talking ’bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong
With me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow
I’ve lost my mind
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know, right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be
I been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they’ll come to get me
Yeah, they’re taking me away
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know, right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy I’m just a little impaired
I know, right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Hey, how I used to be
How I used to be, yeah
Well I’m just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be