:: Tears of the Moon ::

If my life could be a song, it'd be Plumb's Real, which starts off with "Look at me, twenty-three, beautiful sight to see tonight." Which is, incidentally, my age last year. But the lyrics still apply. Do I get life half the time? I don't. I'm just struggling to get by. In the meantime, I write, I read, I observe. This journal is what it feels like.

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[::..All-Time Favorite Lyrics..::]

JULY FOR KINGS lyrics

[::..A Guesstimate of What I Look Like..::]

(Haha. I wish)

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[::..Where to find me..::]

:: Googling.[>]

:: On AIM[>]

:: Listening to John Mayer's music.[>]

:: Tooling around with iRina, my iPod.[>]

:: Drinking coffee.[>]

:: Chatting with the FFellowship[>]

:: Duking it out at Realm of Thought at PEx[>]

:: Reading OB news at Full Bloom [>]

:: Studying Tolkien's work at TORn[>]

[::..Blog tripping..::]

:: Lammy[>]

:: Punzie[>]

:: Kimble[>]

:: Jen[>]

:: Ei[>]

:: Malourds[>]

:: Jershey[>]

:: Pao[>]

:: Cam[>]

[::..The News!..::]

:: The Philippine Daily Inquirer[>]

:: The Philippine Star[>]

:: Reuters[>]

:: Time[>]

:: CNN[>]

:: Discovery Magazine[>]

:: Newsweek[>]

:: FoxNews[>]

[::..The Weirdness of Me..::]

:: Catholic Exchange[>]

:: Catholic Answers[>]

:: The Hubble Telescope[>]

:: In Medias Res[>]

:: Dreams[>]

:: Political Rants[>]

:: The Boardello[>]

:: Aspire to the Stars[>]

:: The Aspire Forum[>]

[::..Archive below (yes, since 2002)..::]

:: Wednesday, June 18, 2008 ::

Comfort, by Carbon Leaf
Love, Loss, Hope, Repeat (2006)

I raced along an empty highway.
I chased the dawn
And cursed the new day,
Out of town, till nobody was around.

Love came along, my favorite enemy,
We hit head-on.
Why you befriended me... I don't know.
There's no need for letting go
When you've already lost control.

My life is open wide
The more you live, the less you will die.
Outside, floating free,
I'm finally open to see...
Could you be any more comfort to me?

Could you be...

You've figured out the warnings
And the reasons why,
You smoothed me out.
I hope you know there's nothing
I could give,
For showing me how to live.

I don't know how
But you know just how I feel.
Sticking out,
Like a dark horse in a snow white field.
Stirred up by the breeze,
Strong but not at peace,
Free but unreleased.

My life is open wide
The more you live, the less you will die.
Outside, floating free,
I'm finally open to see...
Could you be any more comfort to me?
Could you be any more comfort to me?

Caught up inside, all I wanna be...
Try to survive, all alone,
Outside your company.

Could you be any more comfort to me?
Could you be any more comfort to me?

:: D said @ 3:50 PM [+] ::
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