Take these roses all from me
Let me live, let me be
For a little while
Let my eyes,
See everything and nothing in their time
I do not mind

Who'd guess I'd learn
To let the walls around me burn
Light up the hillside
My words, I ate them for so long and nothing changed
It was just the same

And I don't know if you see me
But I can tell you your face is clear
I will see you...

Forever
Forever
I will see you
Forever
Forever

Call me close once again
Call me teacher, call me friend
Just like the first time
Call my name, it echoes around me in this room
It's all you

I don't know if you hear me there
But it's dark so no one cares
I will hear you...

Forever
Forever
I will hear you
Forever
Forever

I wanted you to be everything to me
Now I've got to learn to carry on
I know I cannot hide this emptiness inside
But nothing is the same since you've gone

Send me letters from above
Send me strength, send me love
Such sweet love
Sing me songs that echo in my head and in my heart
That's where you are

And I don't know if you feel me here
I can tell you one thing that's clear
I will feel you...

Forever
Forever
I will feel you
Forever
Forever
I will hear you
Forever
Forever
I will see you
Forever
Forever

Take these roses all from me
Let me live, let me be

forever vertical horizon

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check out yi lu xiang bei by jay chou, off the initial D soundtrack. after leaving this blog dormant for so long, i thought i ought to post a little more regularly. it's only slightly more than a month before i leave for michigan, besides the heaps of paperwork that i've been puzzling over, i've also been posted to gombak HQ for a month-long attachment. let's just say i am strongly of the opinion that i COULD spend my time in a more edifying way elsewhere. thankfully it's only till the 29th of this month. canoeing nationals are coming up soon again- first time they're being held at macritchie. sucks! the waters are too calm and unexciting! whatever happened to the ominous horn signalling the unexpected arrival of menacing police coast guard vessels creeping up from behind and causing an overall flurry of panic? i mean, of course it sucks if you get a faceful of salty sea spray that causes your craft to lurch from side to side, but now there's no exhilaration of wave-riding and the smug satisfaction of watching your wave-hit opponents struggling to regain their composure and balance. ah. macritchie's just too still, and uninteresting.

yesterday, the bus routes were changed temporarily to facilitate road closure for NDP rehearsals. i was on 36 enroute to church, and while the bus was making its way around the marina/esplanade area where the holding areas for the contingents were, i managed to catch a glimpse of many, many khaki berets. ah. well.