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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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Another song for yah.
Seems like the only thing I wanna blog about now is music. And why not? No, this is by far not a reflection of my mindset. Far from the same serenity and yearning. But it calms me down, and keeps me going. I love damien rice's voice. Its true, its honest, and its expressive. But its virtually all I've been listening to. And all of a sudden, when I went to study at swirl yesterday, IT WAS ALL IT PLAYED. The same 7-ish songs over and over and over again for the many hours I was there. But thank god it played the so so songs. Nothing beats The Blower's Daughter. Or Rootless Tree (which they can never play in Swirl, thank god). And listening to this song reminds me of being in Japan with Clar and Celestine; Clar and I sitting on her hotel bed, listening to this song, or the talks we three have late at night before we go to sleep. I miss those times. But I think I'm a bit too much of a homebug to travel so much. So to all those normal Singaporeans who want to get off this island - I'm sorry, but I'm perfectly comfortable right here Out of peaceful reflective requiem to focused resolve. Time to studehh. |