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Friday, January 09, 2004 So I count the streetlights, I count the stars Have had a surprisingly busy today of not doing very much at all. Not much at all.... Have recently been listening to some CDs that I have either neglected in the past, or have downright forgotten about. CDs sound better at night. With headphones on. This is a proven fact. Try it and you'll see what I'm talking about. There's nothing to distract you. Listening to music is unifying. It makes you feel as if others will experience / have experienced / are experiencing the same emotions. Music is the soundtrack of our lives; of the world. Bic Runga's YOU: It's now become the saddest story I was never worth the worry Not that you would notice anyway ... He was a friend Things were different then Either way I have to lose And now it seems There is a distance between What you say and what you do ... You know you'll ask me how I've been But what exactly do you mean What would you like for me to say to you? Nina Gordon's HORSES IN THE CITY: They walk the horses home at night right by my window They pull their carriages along busy city streets It's from another time It's like a lullaby But I don't think that I can sleep tonight so I count the streetlights I count the stars I make a wish and wonder where you are I wonder if I'll live long enough to feel again Help me 'cause I'm falling out of grace I hang my head and hide my face I don't know what it is I just feel out of place Like horses in the city I played the game, I dropped the ball I lost another friend I gained a future but I can't see where the future ends I'd write a letter or write a song But once again my voice just comes out wrong But they don't seem frightened As the cars go speeding by So why am I so terrified to close my eyes tonight I'm just afraid there's no time, no time, this time Bic Runga's HONEST GOODBYES: Sink with the tide Rescue me if you like I'll be leaving it all up to you Think how we tried It's OK to be lied to As long as it's only by you People say to me it's best that we've parted 'Cause you know I'm better alone Don't explain to me how you're so broken hearted I'm too busy mending my own Ending each night with such honest goodbyes Such honest goodbyes for the last time Honest goodbyes only work once or twice They work once or twice Then the rest must be lies Late ever night the colours fade from the sky And the music is gone from the moon Standing in line for what used to be mine What use is the rhyme with no tune People say to me it's best that we've parted And nothing is carved out in stone It's such a shame how we're back where we started It's late now and time that we go Ending each night with such honest goodbyes Such honest goodbyes for the last time Honest goodbyes only work once or twice They work once or twice Then the rest must be lies The rest must be lies The rest must be lies The rest must be lies The rest must be lies The rest must be lies The rest must be lies The rest must be lies posted by AJ | 6:46 PM | | ||
