Spin
I think I found my way back
Here
Those words that was said to me
And those unspoken
Here
I think I have clarity now
Here
In my head, as I lie, in comfort
Sleeping awake
Here
And everyday it comes around
And everything spins around
At everytime it comes around
When everyone is just around
I saw the egg-timer froze and I sat
There
Simmering and marinating in the stew
I loved the flavour that flowed from
There
Everything transcends and flows
There
I hope this is the way that you like it
That you can just sit and enjoy it
There
And everyday it comes around
And everything spins around
At everytime it comes around
When everyone is just around
A year; month; day; hour; minute; second passed
Now
But it really doesn't matter anymore
Glass beads are all I have
Now
Each encapsulated: a memory that I don't have
Now
Was it a dream or a memory
I can never ever tell
Now
And everyday it comes around
And everything spins around
At everytime it comes around
When everyone is just around
But staring at the endless yawn; night is
Never
Forgiving; pictures stained in steel cuts into
Pride and nerves; I would
Never
Had walked into that path if I knew I would
Never
Make it; I am ready to take these glass beads
And the egg-timer; and pretend they
Never
Existed.
And everyday it comes around
And everything spins around
At everytime it comes around
When everyone is just around
Today things just spun.
thats it... from today onwards, i am giving up drinking. its way too depressing.
whew. got my stuff back. yay.
argh. i hate the new blogger!! lost all my archives!
Looking
When it comes down
To a day in a thousand
You will be looking
And wondering
Just what all this was for
You could sense it
Smelled the scent
Miles away
As your chance drew close to you
Was it inertia
Or was it cowardice
No matter it was the same
You missed it
Million miles away
You're left cursing your luck
Cruelty of fate
Magick of chance
You could have siezed
The opening
No extra mile
You put in now will
Change anything
Next to nothing
You saw it passed right before your eyes
Every moment looking, a shred of hope dies
When it came down
To that day in a thousand
You were looking
And left wondering
Just what all that was for
gees u ask ur friend to relax because he's not having fun at school, and then some others jump on at that line thinking that it referred to them. poor gaston, and now, poor me. haha.