None Forgotten Thru Songs of Yesteryear

Upholding the frenzy craze of old skool hits tt had struck me recently, i reminisced the old grunge sombre feeling. An old time favourite tt i somehow always have a predilection for was fished out, and i realised the album "Bringing Down the Horse" was a 1996 production. Fwah~! The lyrics in the album’s songs somehow ring a tune in me, the closet pessimist realist i always was.

Out of coincidence, small number of frds ard me haven had much of a smooth sailing time. While there’s nothing much i can do, less advise and listening ear to lend, this particular song had probably expressed my concern, well wishes and worry for them. We choose to go for things in our best efforts, but nothing’s perfect. Rid the despondence, push on~!

One Headlight - The Wallflowers

So long ago, i don’t remember when
That’s when they say I lost my only friend
Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetry trees

I seen the sun comin’ up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
So I wondered how she hung around this place

Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There’s got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight

She said it’s cold
It feels like Independence Day
And I can’t break away from this parade
But there’s got to be an opening
Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed
And I seen the sun up ahead
At the county line bridge
Sayin’ all there’s good and nothingness is dead
We’ll run until she’s out of breath
She ran until there’s nothin’ left
She hit the end, it’s just her window ledge

**~Chrous~**

Well this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn’t turn
Well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I’d like to watch it burn
I’m so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain’t changed, but I know I ain’t the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin’ dreams
I think her death it must be killin’ me

**~Chorus~**

Yesteryears zoomed past me in a flash, and many hurdles had been crossed. Shit happens, but Life still goes on. The pain and sufferings only reminds us all tt we are merely alive. The secretive Mr S. had once told me tt everyone’s problem is immense and nvr small thru their own eyes. Comforting when i once needed it, i thank him. To all those in need at present, i add onto this; "Have u yet done all tt u cud~?"… I IS getting old, or maybe it’s juz my thoughts and viewpoints. Wahahahahaaa…

(P/s: For those who were intuitive enuf to catch my encoded msgs of all my entries to date, u IS good~! And if u have oredi logged onto ur friendster account. I shall reveal the identity of its recipient… Yes its YOU~! Or maybe it isnt~? Wahahahahaaa… I IS such a tease~!)