There's a lifeboat danglin' from string
it's slowly swaying up over my head now
as I jot down the words that'll never be sung
and wait for my headache to numb.
And the wind sounds as if the world's sighin'
and the moon's just a torn fingernail
as the TV flickers and hums by the wall
and I wait for my eyesight to fade
So...so....so...it's so damn slow
So...so....so...it's so damn slow
And the bright-eyed choke on ambition
and the old folks circle their graves
and the young ones are busy destroying their names
and the earth's still just wasting away
I sit and watch the screen for a message
some kind of sign that says we're okay
but the screen stays blank 'til I turn the thing off
and wait for my conscience to break
So...so....so...it's so damn slow
So...so....so...it's so damn slow
And I hope you're learnin' to listen
and I hope you're learnin' to stay
and I hope you find what you're missin'
and I hope that you're makin' your way
And I'm a head case if I don't keep movin'
and my head hurts if I don't sit still
It's an itch that I'll never stop scratchin'
and it's a hole that I'l never quite fill
So...
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Monday, March 20, 2006
blah.h blahhhh.
damn. its 1.11am. i'd be in camp in abt 8 hrs. dis whole wk had been hectic. i spent the last few nites either roamin the streets or at some1's hse mahjongin away. had nite cycling with my platoonmates. this clique of us had been rather close since bmt and nw we wld be separated due to the diff vocations. i doubt we wld ever mit up again. ppl say friends come and go.. but true friends leave footprints in yr heart.
dis short 9 wks i spent in bmt made me realise lots abt camaraderie and brotherhood. esp outfield and durin route marches. motivatin pushing one another. enduring the tough times tgt. flashbacks of trgs, tekan sessions rushed thru my head when we threw out jockey caps into the air durin pop. for the 1st time in yrs i felt im a true singaporean. a defender of this nation.
dis whole exp i had in tekong wld be one of the most memorable. and nw tmr marks another phase dat i wld be goign thru. new comrades. and a whole new exp. *yawns. okay. i juz managed to squeeze everythg into my duffer bag/ fieldpack. i seriously wun know wad to expect tmr at sispec but i wld be goign thr with an open mind and a chiongsua attitude. =) nite.
dis short 9 wks i spent in bmt made me realise lots abt camaraderie and brotherhood. esp outfield and durin route marches. motivatin pushing one another. enduring the tough times tgt. flashbacks of trgs, tekan sessions rushed thru my head when we threw out jockey caps into the air durin pop. for the 1st time in yrs i felt im a true singaporean. a defender of this nation.
dis whole exp i had in tekong wld be one of the most memorable. and nw tmr marks another phase dat i wld be goign thru. new comrades. and a whole new exp. *yawns. okay. i juz managed to squeeze everythg into my duffer bag/ fieldpack. i seriously wun know wad to expect tmr at sispec but i wld be goign thr with an open mind and a chiongsua attitude. =) nite.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
one step short.
Just a breath away it seems
Feels like worlds apart this day
a few minutes of chatter
it seems u hide yr laughter
Only a breath away it feels
So close yet so far away
thinking of u throughout the nights
i wonder if u do the same
Naught a breath we'll share again
one day i hope u'd change
Just a breath away it seems
dat u'd juz come back to me.
Feels like worlds apart this day
a few minutes of chatter
it seems u hide yr laughter
Only a breath away it feels
So close yet so far away
thinking of u throughout the nights
i wonder if u do the same
Naught a breath we'll share again
one day i hope u'd change
Just a breath away it seems
dat u'd juz come back to me.
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