Losing My Religion
Artist: R.E.M.
Title: Losing My Religion
Oh, Life is bigger
It’s bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up
That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight, I’m
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour I’m
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I’ve said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream
Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
Artist: Green Day
Title: Boulevard of Broken Dreams
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don’t know where it goes
But it’s home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I’m the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a…
My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I’m walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What’s fucked up and everything’s alright
Check my vital signs
To know I’m still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a…
My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I walk alone
I walk a…
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one and I walk a…
My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then I walk alone…
June Jaded
It’s the month of June and I have been away from Singapore for 9 months. Honestly I now struggle to recall memories of my life back home. I still have my Family and Friends in my heart, but I know that everyone will move on from that time last year. My family lives life as normal as I wasn’t there. We communicate by phone but as all long distance relationships are, there’s only that much we can do. Brief conversations and brief summaries.
Life as Life is, moves on. I call my best friends occasionally through the weeks that follows, catching up on changes that happen. I read the electronic Straits Times daily so as not to lose touch with my homeland. But Reality as Reality is, it is a struggle. I struggle to live life as normally as any ordinary person could. I have a few friends from the same continent that came with me together on the same mission, and communication is easier between us. Because we have the same language, same culture and we have the same goals. Basically we’re Asians from Asia.
But Life as Life is, one lives alone and lives Life very much set in one’s ways. I came here because I needed a Change and change is as change gets. I’ve got my change. Do I like it? Yes, for all that’s worth. It was worth it. Now I see two complete obvious sides of the coin. Here is a culture presented to you in the most primitive of character. There is law and order in Singapore, but here there is law and order that is perceived differently in a mode where rights and freedom are exercised.
It has been a tough 9 months, a tumultous display of emotions, where crying and laughing almost have no difference whatsoever. I have been stronger than ever before. Everytime that I fell, I became stronger. And everytime it gets better after that.
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I drove to Corpus Christi, a city on the Gulf of Mexico. The road trip was 2 hours just to see the beach, or literally seawater. For me, seeing water calms me, strangely I feel better seeing seawater by the ocean rather than sitting by a lake. I have begun a series of short road trips for myself. I love driving long distances, as driving the long distances is strangely therapeutic to me. Texas is huge and driving out to the hill country is seemingly the only way out for me when I need to get out of the city or out of my apartment for a while.
The beach was calm and the sun was hot. I drove to the Bay to find out the seagulls were hanging out at my car hoping that they would get some grub from me. There were herons walking around mingling with the people, blatantly unafraid of the humans.
So the drive back to San Antonio was seemingly faster, perhaps the drive was fulfilling and therapeutic.
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