Thursday, February 05, 2009

Your Ex-lover Is Dead - Stars

God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said "Yes, I think we've met before"
In that instant it started to pour,
Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across Pont Champlain
And all of the time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name...

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
Now you're outside me
You see all the beauty
Repent all your sin

It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard
I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love...

Live through this, and you won't look back...
Live through this, and you won't look back...
Live through this, and you won't look back...

There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to say

I'm not sorry there's nothing to save...

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Hm something random

I wonder how long will it takes for someone to actually notice this. The brotherhood is gone. Friendship is replace by space and gaps in our life. WE move on, into the world, into the society. Distanced from each other. Never to feel the connection we once had before, we grew to hate. Complication in life is becoming more complicated than it already was. Growing up is never an option, and i hate how it is. Looking back, right now, from where I am, 2009, I miss the days we spent, the times we had, the things we did, the experience we enjoyed. Though it's stupid, childish, naive, it is pretty funny and carefree. Back then I yearn for freedom, but now i look back, when are we truly free? I enjoy life way better than i am now. It was then i am free. Now, i am just a captive of the society, prisoner of my life. Hi guy, introducing me to you, my name is Space.