Sunday, June 18, 2006

Winter in July

alone...
restless...
bruised...
battered...
helpless...
forsaken...
and yet...
this song leads me on...

Look around, wonder why,
We can live a life thats never satisfied,
Lonely hearts, troubled minds,
Looking for a way that we can never find,

Many roads are ahead of us,
With choices to be made,
But life's just one of the games we play,
There is no special way.
Make he best of whats given you
Everything will come in time
Why deny yourself,
Dont just let life pass you by like winter in July

Futrue dreams can never last,
When you find youself stil liveing in the past.
Keep moving on to higher ground,
Looking for the way you thought could not be found,

We many not know the reason why,
We're born into this world,
Where a man only lives to die,
His story left untold.
Make he best of whats given you,
Everything will come in time,
Why deny yourself,
Dont just let life pass you by,
Like winter in July.

We many not know the reason why
We're born into this world,
Where a man only lives to die,
His story left untold.
Make he best of whats given you,
Everything will come in time
Why deny yourself,
Dont just let life pass you by
Like winter in July.

Sarah Brightman...
i love you

Saturday, June 03, 2006

a new day hath come...

the magic of the morning sinks in...
earth has made peace with mankind...
human body is wonderland and nothing less than a miracle...
we inhibit it...
we evolve in it...
and yet we are ignorant...
hasnt it happened to you...
when you are dead tired and all you want to do is lie down and sleep...
and yet something holds you back...
and you end up staying awake for the entire duration of the night...
only to find that morning offers refuge from the night...
same goes for eating pangs...
here i am...
surrounded by beauty...
there are times when i thank God...
for the palpatations of my heart...
the sweat on my forehead...
the tickling in the spine...
the numbness in my muscles...
every breath that goes in...
and every time my eyes snap...
everytime i weave motions and my hands obey...
everytime i sent my brain a command...
and a journey ensued...
the journey of life...
the journey for life...
the journey to life...
i dont know who i am...
i dont know what i do...
i dont know why i do so...
i dont know what makes me do so...
and yet deep deep down...
i dont feel incomplete...
every occurence gives me security...
every event makes me steadfast...
i believe...
i commandeth...
i sit...
i proclaim...
i bestow...
and i cry...
dusk approaches...
birds chirp...
the spell withers away...
there is stirring...
there is motion...
there is mayhem...
but a very peaceful one...
there are no announcements...
and there is no friction...
harmony...
hath come at last...
for a new day hath come...