Faust, Midas, And Myself

This one's about a dream
I had last night
How an old man tracked me home
And stepped inside
Put his foot inside the door
And gave a crooked smile
Something in his eyes
Something in his laugh
Something in his voice
That made my skin crawl off

Said I've seen you before
I know your name
How you can have your pick
Of pretty things
You could have it all
Everything at once
Everything you've seen
Everything you need
Everything you've ever had in fantasies

You've one life
You've one life
One life left to lead

I woke up from my dream
As a golden man
With a girl I've never seen
With golden skin
I jumped to my feet
She asked me what was wrong
I began to scream
I don't think this is me
Is this just a dream
Or really happening?

You've one life
You've one life
One life left to lead

What direction?
What direction?
I'm splitting up!
I'm splitting up!
This is my personal disaffection

What direction?
What direction?
What direction now?

I looked outside the glass
At golden shores
Golden ships and golden masts
With golden cords
As my reflection passed
I hated what I saw
The golden eyes were dead
A thought passed through my head
A heart's that's made of gold can't really beat at all

I wanted to wake up again
I wanted to wake up again
Without a touch of gold
Without a touch of gold

What direction?
What direction?
What direction?
What direction?
Life begins at the intersection
What direction?
What direction?

I woke up as before
But the gold was gone
My wife was at the door
With a night robe on
My heart beat once or twice
And life flooded my veins
Everything had changed
My lungs have found their voice
And what was once routine
Was now the perfect joy

You've one life
You've one life
One life left to lead


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Yet another song by Switchfoot - "Faust, Midas, And Myself" from their album Oh! Gravity.

First kiss

Dark night.

The small, crescent moon gives forth a gentle glow, spilling dim light onto our faces.


She smiles softly as we finally reach her doorstep.


"Goodnight," I whisper.

I take one step backwards.


"I want to hug you..." she whispers back.


She surges forward and clutches me in her arms.

She holds me so tightly, just like how she holds my hand so tightly when we walk, I think.


She lets go, to look at my face, and then leans forward and our lips touch. Gently, gently she kissed me. I could feel her dry, cracked lips, meeting with my soft lips.


"I love you. Goodnight..."

***

I awaken with a sudden sense of alarm. I find myself in my bedroom.

Dark. Soundless.


Alone.


Damn, I was dreaming.

I closed my eyes again, and slowly I drifted back into sleep with a sense of hope.

American Dream

When success is equated with excess
The ambition for excess wrecks us
As top of the mind becomes the bottom line
When success is equated with excess

If your time ain't been nothing for money
I start to feel really bad for you, honey
Maybe honey, put your money where your mouth's been running
If your time ain't been nothing but money

I want out of this machine
It doesn't feel like freedom

This ain't my American dream
I want to live and die for bigger things
I'm tired of fighting for just me
This ain't my American dream

When success is equated with excess
When we're fighting for the Beamer, the Lexus
As the heart and soul breath in the company goals
Where success is equated with excess

'Cause baby's always talkin' 'bout a ring
And talk has always been the cheapest thing
Is it true would you do what I want you to
If I show up with the right amount of bling?

Like a puppet on a monetary string
Maybe we've been caught singing
Red, white, blue, and green
But that ain't my America,
That ain't my American dream




-American Dream, by Switchfoot from their Oh! Gravity album

Dawn

The blackness, the darkness
The gloom, it looms
It comes upon me
It swallows up the air
It swallows up the day

In the shadows, I sit
I ponder and I wonder
Holding the broken pieces
Clutching these shattered pieces
Asking what is missing
From the life I'm living

But as I light this candle
As I rekindle this flame
A tiny little spark
Brighter than the outside dark
I'll hold on
Until
All melts away
Until sunshine comes again
Until You're all that's left behind

The blackness, the darkness
The gloom, it looms
As it comes, on me it comes upon
I shall wait and I shall wait
For You to bring the dawn.

Let's grow old together

*not an Edenia-related post


Sometimes when you open the Google homepage, the word "Google" is displayed in interesting and creative ways. Especially during festive seasons and so on.

This was how it looked like on Valentine's Day:


Since I didn't have Photoshop, I tried something with Paint instead. Actually I wanted to copy the picture above.

But this came out instead.

I showed it to my girlfriend.

Me: "Haiya.. tak jadi ler..."
She: "NO!!! JADI JADI!! xD"

Crazy

It's funny how things never work out the way I want.

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Hmm


She



seems



to get pretty stressed out sometimes





or lonely perhaps.







She needs an escape




a way to feel happy, even if it's just for a while.







What does she need?



A boyfriend.









But





who











would want to be her










Boyfriend.





























Why not me?

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"You know what I told myself?" she said.

I just kept quiet.

"I can't imagine myself being with you, you're way too emotional," she said.




"But look at where we are now."














It's so crazy. Crazy. CRAZY. I don't know how else to highlight how crazy my situation is. Of course, it's crazy in a good sense.


Crazy.



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P/S Jwern, this is one of the things I wanna share with you. Can't wait for Kuching. :)