Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Sweet child of mine

Sweet moonbeam hangin over me,
Letting go of inhibitions that I see,
Sweet child of mine won't you sing to me,
Whisper to the curious wind gently.
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And you will come, and you will be,
Darling, just open your eyes and see,
And you will fall but you will climb,
Those dreams which become reality.

Hey love, won't you reach, won't you smile,
won't you tell me that you'll be a while.
Won't you dance around with a brilliant innocence now,
Won't you breathe the air without doubt,
won't you stare at the rain in the clouds,
won't you try and figure out what this dishonest world is all about.
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Just in Time

Maybe the reason why I wanted to stay as close as possible to you was because you had stolen my heart. And my heart needed someone to reassure it that it doesn't lie in the wrong hands.
Maybe the reason why I'm cold right now, is because you stole my heart and ran far far away with it. And I call that injustice because now, I'll never be able to give it to anyone but you.
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So I'll leave you with a question even if you never gave me any answers.
And I'll ask you where you are right now even if I never knew you were here in the first place.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Hard to give in

All you have to do is wipe away those tears,
Wipe away those emotions which make your vision blur,
And look beyond to the horizon where your friends stand,
Your friends who whisper and tell you they'll always be here.

Someone cried. And the tears filled the streets. That someone thought no one heard. But really, the air was suffocating, the silence was deafening, and someone replied telling him that if you can't hold on, I'll be there. And that someone felt sorry for shutting the voices out just because he could. He'd forgotten what he'd started fighting for, and stopped being a man because for once, being a human being was more important. And he turned around and smiled like never before, because everyone knew that meant a "Thank you" full of love.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Sometimes, we give up.

She's on the verge of throwing away everything she ever had.
She's on the verge of disappearing into thin air.
She needs you right now, and you're not here when everyone else is.
Where the hell are you?
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Falling to pieces

There are things you will never understand, because you're not meant to know of such reasons since the very beginning.
There are memories that exist because when people change, they're the only things which remain.
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I still wonder

One has time on his side.
The other has freedom, she won't cry.
But somehow neither has a smile on their face,
neither has an answer to those lies.

And when you cross each other on the street after years of not knowing where you were, do you look to see if they're looking back?
And when you break the vase you bought together on christmas eve, do you keep the pieces like you'd keep memories?
And when you look at the old number in the phone book, do you stop to think about how often you'd call?
And when you lie on that bed breathing your last, do you think about whether she's breathing at all?
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Monday, April 19, 2010

Premature life

It was gentle. It was tender. But it hit him so hard that it made him cry.
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If I could unlock the door behind which you're hiding, I'd drag you out into the vast fields and tell you to stare at the sun knowing you will not go blind.
I'd tell you to run down the track and experience the atmosphere as one, not just oxygen alone.
I'd tell you to dance like you've never before even if it rains, because the body speaks for the heart, and the soul lives on that language alone.
Because I'd face you to look you in the eye and say "This is the dream, and we're living it now."
And both of us would agree on it because it's only a lie if you make it one.