Last Song Syndrome

i started humming (and singing) this song this morning. it’s not even funny. just coz i’m going home tomorrow. why does it have to be like this? sigh. at least it’s better than The Cheeky Song.

Tie A Yellow Ribbon

I’m comin’ home, I’ve done my time
Now I’ve got to know what is and isn’t mine
If you received my letter telling you I’d soon be free
Then you’ll know just what to do
If you still want me
If you still want me

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon ’round the old oak tree
It’s been three long years
Do ya still want me?
If I don’t see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I’ll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don’t see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Bus driver, please look for me
’cause I couldn’t bear to see what I might see
I’m really still in prison
And my love, she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon’s what I need to set me free
I wrote and told her please

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
It’s been three long years
Do ya still want me?
If I don’t see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I’ll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don’t see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Now the whole damned bus is cheerin’
And I can’t believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree

Hotel Lobby
Utada

She rises with the sunset
She wonders, "When will this end?"
The world is full of money, full of money
She goes out unprotected
She doesn’t listen to her best friend
It’s only for the money, for the money, for the money

She doesn’t want to be respected
Reality’s her best friend
She needs the extra money, extra money
In the city, the town, and the household
So many things go unreported
So many things her eyes have seen, eyes have seen, eyes have seen

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It’s in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

This is not what she expected
Her hopes, they stretch and they bend
Wrinkle like paper money, paper money
In the city, the town, and the household
So many things can be distorted
So if you want a true life story, bring money, bring money

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It’s in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It’s in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

She’s unprotected
She’s unprotected, oh
She’s unprotected
She’s unprotected, oh

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It’s in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Catch me because I think I’m falling
I’ll be waiting in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

Jojo has such a good voice. and i feel bad coz that’s all i can say about it. i should have better vocabulary. superb, marvelous, amazing, uhm… electrifying? i should just stop. she’s good. really. and she’s what? 16? geez.

Too Little Too Late
Jojo

Come with me, stay the night
You say the words but boy it don’t feel right
What do you expect me to say (You know it’s just too little too late)
You take my hand, and you say you’ve changed
But boy you know your beggin don’t fool me
Because to you it’s just a game

So let me on down
Cause time has made me strong
I’m starting to move on
I’m gonna say this now
Your chance has come and gone
And you know

It’s just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can’t wait
Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it’s just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don’t like me
You just like the chase
To be real, it doesn’t matter anyway (You know it’s just too little too late)

I was young and in love
I gave you everything but it wasn’t enough
And now you wanna communicate
Go find someone else

In lettin you go, I’m lovin myself
You gotta problem
But don’t come askin me for help
Cause ya know

It’s just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can’t wait
Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it’s just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don’t like me
You just like the chase
To be real, it doesn’t matter anyway (You know it’s just too little too late)

I can love with all of my heart baby
I know I have so much to give (I have so much to give)
With a player like you, I don’t have a prayer
That’s the way to live, yeah oh

It’s just too little, too late
Yeah

It’s just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can’t wait
Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it’s just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don’t like me
You just like the chase
To be real, it doesn’t matter anyway (You know it’s just too little too late)

this song is better heard than read. kind of like what John Donne complains of in "The Triple Fool".  poetry made into song would hurt twice as much.

it’s not really poetry but pain is there. Ryan Cabrera everybody.

A photo, can say a thousand things
But it can’t say the million things
I wanna say
A photo, can capture the way we were
But it can’t capture the way we are
Cause you’re far away

What it’s like to know you
What it’s like to touch you
Yeah…

When you told me that you loved me
Were those just words?
You can’t tell me you don’t need me
And I know that hurts
Cause I’m looking at your picture
Cause it’s all I’ve got
Maybe one day, you and me will have
One more shot

Timing, lost minutes and moments
Yeah, I might be lonely, girl
But I’m not afraid
In a second, it all comes right back to me
No, nothing’s forgotten now
Yeah, everything’s saved

What it’s like to touch you
What it’s like to know you
Yeah…

When you told me that you loved me
Were those just words?
You can’t tell me you don’t need me
And I know that hurts
Cause I’m looking at your picture
Cause it’s all I’ve got
Maybe one day you and me will have
One more shot

You were my life
You were my faith
You gave me hope everyday

When you told me that you loved me
Were those just words
You can’t tell me you don’t need me
And I know that hurts
Cause I’m looking at your picture
Cause it’s all I’ve got
Maybe one day you and me will have
One more shot

Hinder kinda sounds like Nickelback. it’s the first time i heard this band and i like how the vocalist sings this song.

Honey why you calling me so late?
It’s kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper ’cause I can’t be too loud

Well, my girl’s in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It’s funny that you’re calling me tonight
And, yes, I’ve dreamt of you too
And does he know you’re talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don’t think she has a clue

Well my girl’s in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Honey why you calling me so late?

i have a friend who calls me by this name. it’s also a good song by Yuna Ito.

Hitori de aruite yukou…

Ano hi kimeta koto wo

Mou kuyande wa nai

Setsunaku itamu toki mo aru

Though I’m still in love

Mayoi wa shinai

Moshimo kono saki ni

Kibou toiu

Hikari ga aru no naraba

Deaeta koto ga, kitto

Ikite yuku tsuyosa ni naru

Aishita hibi aisareta toki

Ano nukumori wa kie nai

I can’t say anything to you

Donna kotoba mo

Subete wo tsutae kire nai kara

Aitakute mo ae nai yoru wa

Nemure nai heya ni dakare

I still believe in love mou ichido

Akirame nai de shinjiru koto ga

Faith in my future

Show me the way

To the days of yesterday

Nagedashite shimaeba

Tayasui koto dakedo

Kono wagamama wo

Uketomete kureta yasashisa ni

Kotaetai kara

Hitonami no naka de

Yurarete mo nao

Kawara nai mono ga aru

Tachi domaru tabi ni yomigaeru

Ano yume ga shirushi dakara

Akireru hodo arifurete yuku

Tayori nai kono jiyuu ni

Don’t make it fade away to be

Nagasare naide

Kokoro wo tsunaide yuku kara

Aitakute mo ae nai yoru wa

Anata no koe ga kikitai

I do believe in love hanarete mo

Tsutsumareteru to shinjiru koto ga

Faith in my future

Akirame nai de shinjiru koto ga

Faith in my future

an English translation of the song is available here.

inaamin ko adik nako kay Bonnie Pink.

No matter how much I cry
It won't stop
No matter how hard I grind my teeth in my frustration
No matter how loud I scream
It won't be heard
It just blows out silently

What do I get from building a castle?
What do I get from building a castle?
  ..this lone castle

I take a bath to ease my tensity in the end
I make a cup of jasmine tea by myself to calm me down
I wonder if money can help me to sleep better one day
after the prize, fame and all that jazz

What do I get from building a castle?
What do I get from building a castle?
  ..this lone castle

They tell me to hurt myself
deeper and deeper
They don't know what it's like to stay away from insanity
They tell me to go as far as I can
So I sing to be understood
'til they listen to me
So I sing to be understood
'til they listen to me
So I sing to be understood
'til they listen to me
So I sing to be understood
'til they listen to me

Waiting on the World to Change

John Mayer

me and all my friends
we’re all misunderstood
they say we stand for nothing and
there’s no way we ever could
now we see everything that’s going wrong
with the world and those who lead it
we just feel like we don’t have the means
to rise above and beat it

so we keep waiting
waiting on the world to change
we keep on waiting
waiting on the world to change

it’s hard to beat the system
when we’re standing at a distance
so we keep waiting
waiting on the world to change

now if we had the power
to bring our neighbors home from war
they would have never missed a Christmas
no more ribbons on their door
and when you trust your television
what you get is what you got
cause when they own the information, oh
they can bend it all they want

that’s why we’re waiting
waiting on the world to change
we keep on waiting
waiting on the world to change

it’s not that we don’t care,
we just know that the fight ain’t fair
so we keep on waiting
waiting on the world to change

and we’re still waiting
waiting on the world to change
we keep on waiting waiting on the world to change
one day our generation
is gonna rule the population
so we keep on waiting
waiting on the world to change

we keep on waiting
waiting on the world to change

The moment I decided to drop the teenage angst and look at things from a different angle, I think I started to actually live better. It got easier dealing with people and I really felt something like inner peace, or something. Anyway, I’m not sure if everybody gets the picture but I became a better person, reeeally far from the brat I was at fourteen. Not that I’m a total angel now; I’m still a brat sometimes. I think there still remains a bit of everything in everybody which may be triggered at certain circumstances.

So there I am, happy and all that. And things have been going my way for some time now, so much that there was a time when I felt that something BAD was bound to happen, which is just crazy, I know. So I started to think that I was one lucky person. God likes me.

Last week as I was saying my prayers, or more like thinking them, I came to realize something. I was always praying for everybody I held in my heart, right? How probable was it that other people are praying for me too? So maybe, I’m here standing firm on my legs coz someone says prayers for me every night, and not because of the things I do and not do. It could be. And it’s not unlikely.