Saturday, June 25, 2011

Promises, promises.

Incredibly awesome and totally a lovely song!
Really moved by the lyrics and the sound of Brandon Boyd's voice.

Incubus Concert
23rd July 2011
Stadium Negara

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Wait for me.

Wait for me by Konstantin Simonov.

Wait for me and I'll return, only wait very hard.
Wait when you are filled with sorrow as you watch the yellow rain.
Wait when the wind sweeps the snowdrifts.
Wait in the sweltering heat.
Wait when others have stopped waiting, forgetting their yesterdays.
Wait even when from afar no letters come for you.
Wait even when others are tired of waiting.

Wait for me and I'll return, but wait patiently.
Wait even when you are told that you should forget.
Wait even when my mother and son think I am no more.
And when friends sit around the fire drinking to my memory
Wait and do not hurry to drink to my memory too.

Wait for me and I'll return, defying every death.
And let those who do not wait say that I was lucky.
They will never understand that in the midst of death
You with your waiting saved me.
Only you and I will know how I survived:
It was because you waited as no one else did.

Somehow I find this an inspiration. :)

You'll see.

And there will come a time, you'll see where no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.


Wednesday, June 15, 2011


Song for today.
My heart is melting.
I just love it.
Need I say more?

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Don't Worry.

Saturday, June 11, 2011


I hate the feeling when you know you're going to cry.
Your lips quiver, your heart pounds, your eyes sting.
Your face clenches up, and then tears start to fall.

You can't stop them, no matter how hard you try.
And it's not little tears that slide down your cheeks, it's big tears that make your eyes 
red and puffy, your face tear-stained and your body heave.

You can't stop the tears and as you lie on your bed alone,
you think of what could you have possibly done to stop the pain.
Stop the suffering.

Stop this, stop what you're going through.

But there's nothing you can do, nothing anyone can say.
It's the kind of tears and pain that need to be cried out, not talked out.
And you know that you're hurting people you love, but you can't help it.
And sometimes you just don't care.

I know how you feel.
Believe me.


Friday, June 10, 2011

The List

You are more than a list of mistakes and if anyone tells you otherwise, let it be the last they make.