dimanche 26 novembre 2006

i miss the shining hours.

outsider

Tambourines are shaking but I don't hear a sound
It's my favorite song but I don't like the crowd
Wish I was able to see what you see
Turn all the words into poetry

So I close my eyes
And focus on whatever's spinning in my mind
And I try to find the sign
But I never learned to read between the lines

I know that sometimes my eyes are too blue
But I am still counting on the stars for a clue
Wish I was able to see what you see
I don't wanna talk to the chemistry

So I close my eyes
And focus on whatever's spinning in my mind
And I try to find the sign

But I never learned to read between the lines
- Sambassadeur , Between the Lines

samedi 25 novembre 2006

The Meeting Places

11/24

Nice to meet you at the meeting places!


vendredi 24 novembre 2006

Paper Shell

不過是一張紙。
偏執得不可原諒,只有它自身才能別無選擇地原諒自己。每回當它這麼做,身上就會多出一道折痕,如今看來傷痕累累,如此柔軟易碎,是種病罷。在寂靜中發生、天光時便自動痊癒,但那些痕跡卻未曾無故消失。其間,它不斷思索如何擺脫要命的潔癖,然而這麼一來,它將不再是一張白紙,它會逐漸焦黑、破滅,那便是誠實的表徵。