My Heart Sings - 311
It's a beautiful song.
Who wouldn't want their heart to sing?
I guess, our heart sings as we feel good.
As we feel good about life.
Feel good about our own life and other people's life.
People that we know and care for.
We feel good about our own life when we appreciate what we're doing with it and in it and what we're getting from it.
Appreciating good feelings, bad feelings, and in-between feelings in life.
Appreciating good feelings or good times is easy, but necessary to caress our spirit.
Appreciating bad feelings or bad times is not easy, but also necessary to build our will and perseverance.
Appreciating in-between feeling is tricky, but most necessary to develop our skill in decision making.
So, they're all necessary.
They're all part of life.
It's a need for us to learn to appreciate each those feelings/times.
So we can appreciate, and enjoy, our life.
Because it's one of those things that we have to do ourselves.
If we don't enjoy our life... then, who will?
All of the above seem quite a cliche, but I think they're relevant to anyone celebrating a birthday.
They also seem to have nothing to do with my birthday song of this year, but they are, to me.
Talking about a beautiful song isn't all about the lyrics, the harmony, the artist...
All that is already so obvious.
Wanna emphasize on how good the song is?
Talking will never be enough!
Play it.
Listen.
It's good.
Yeah...
What's more on talking about a beautiful song, is the effect that the song brings to our heart.
It's on the way that the song relates to our life, and a good relation is always a good thing.
That way, the song becomes part of the soundtrack of our life.
I think I'd been lucky enough to knew someone so special that makes my heart sings, almost as awesome as described in this beautiful song.
I haven't been that lucky again though, for quite some time now... :P
But, like everyone does, I had plenty of other times when my heart does sing.
That's my relation to the song.
That's beautiful.
My heart sings.
Yes.
Awrite!
What a beautiful feeling.
Thank you 311.
Chad-Nick-PNut-SA-Tim.
Sexton-Hexum-Wills-Martinez-Mahoney.
I'm glad to be just another one who've been appreciating the band since quite the beginning and down the road.
Bring it on... :)
311 Live in Jakarta
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Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Some Of The Q&A In My Life
Could this be the end? Is this the way I die? Sitting here alone? No one by my side.
I don't understand. I don't feel that I deserve this. What did I do wrong? I just don't understand.
Give me one more chance. Let me please explain. It's all been circumstance. I'll tell you once again.
Now wait a minute, man. That's not how it is. You must be confused. That isn't who I am.
Please don't be afraid. I would never try to hurt you. This is how we live. Strange although it seems. Please try to forgive.
Quoted from 'The Count of Tuscany' by Dream Theater (lyrics by John Petrucci).
 
Saturday, May 03, 2008
SONGS
I never like a song, really liking one and post it here, just because of the music or the words alone. Both elements gotta have the 'vibe'.
What's a vibe? It's a connection with my own life.
Better to quote words that actually 'sing', than my own rambling with words that are both limited and don't sing.
 
What's a vibe? It's a connection with my own life.
Better to quote words that actually 'sing', than my own rambling with words that are both limited and don't sing.
- Buried before Tomorrow with White Knuckles - ALTERBRIDGE
- Moth - AUDIOSLAVE
 
BURIED BEFORE TOMORROW WITH WHITE KNUCKLES
I twist and turn, in the darkest space, can't find my worth, as I numb the pain, I'm cold and I'm so afraid, that I'm too weak and I can't change
I've been buried alive and, I don't want to be here anymore
Reached out a thousand times for, a hand to pull me from below
I've been buried alive in, a world of constant sorrow
Reach down tonight and set me free...
Save tomorrow
Let me breathe again, show me where I begin, to find the will to change, before I lose everything
Reach down tonight and set me free, and I will follow
I couldn’t sleep I had to listen, into a conscience knowing so well, that nothing comes from indifference
I look inside of myself, will I find some kind of conviction, or will I bid the hero farewell, will I be defined by things I could have been
I guess time will only tell
I curse my worth and every comfort, that blinded me for way too long
Damnit all I’ll make a difference from now on, cause I’m wide awake to it all
Does anyone care it ain't right what we’re doing?
Does anyone care it ain't right where we’re going?
Does anyone dare justify how we’re living?
Does anyone here care at all?
So don’t let it be, before tomorrow comes, before you turn away
Why?
Take the hand in me, before tomorrow comes, you can change everything
We could be so much more than we are, oh this much I know
Are you still lost tonight?
Living but dead inside
This is a proclamation, this is a call to rise
Are you abused, alone?
Walking with broken bones
If you feel you've been forgotten, let this song guide you home
We are the disillusioned, we've been left wanting more, before every aspiration hits the floor
They tell you what you should be, they sell you the plastic dreams
Opinions are all provided, but nothing is what it seems
I dare you to take control
Cause empty are hands and bruised are the souls, of those who show no resistance, of those who are weak below
We are the disenchanted, who die with each passing day
No one here understands us so I say
How will it feel?
To live a lie, until your dying day, where nothing is real
As we sacrifice, bending until we break
It's been revealed
Hold on for your life
Dreams are not theirs to take
Hold on for your life, all we feel is so far from alive
The damned are done believing, and the cursed can dream no more
So hold on for your life, because only the strong survive
I said only the strong survive
These words are part of 'Buried Alive', 'Before Tomorrow Comes', and 'White Knuckles' by Alter Bridge, the best old-school new-attitude hard-rock band today..
These three songs resemble three stages: Problem, evaluation, and solution.
 
I've been buried alive and, I don't want to be here anymore
Reached out a thousand times for, a hand to pull me from below
I've been buried alive in, a world of constant sorrow
Reach down tonight and set me free...
Save tomorrow
Let me breathe again, show me where I begin, to find the will to change, before I lose everything
Reach down tonight and set me free, and I will follow
I couldn’t sleep I had to listen, into a conscience knowing so well, that nothing comes from indifference
I look inside of myself, will I find some kind of conviction, or will I bid the hero farewell, will I be defined by things I could have been
I guess time will only tell
I curse my worth and every comfort, that blinded me for way too long
Damnit all I’ll make a difference from now on, cause I’m wide awake to it all
Does anyone care it ain't right what we’re doing?
Does anyone care it ain't right where we’re going?
Does anyone dare justify how we’re living?
Does anyone here care at all?
So don’t let it be, before tomorrow comes, before you turn away
Why?
Take the hand in me, before tomorrow comes, you can change everything
We could be so much more than we are, oh this much I know
Are you still lost tonight?
Living but dead inside
This is a proclamation, this is a call to rise
Are you abused, alone?
Walking with broken bones
If you feel you've been forgotten, let this song guide you home
We are the disillusioned, we've been left wanting more, before every aspiration hits the floor
They tell you what you should be, they sell you the plastic dreams
Opinions are all provided, but nothing is what it seems
I dare you to take control
Cause empty are hands and bruised are the souls, of those who show no resistance, of those who are weak below
We are the disenchanted, who die with each passing day
No one here understands us so I say
How will it feel?
To live a lie, until your dying day, where nothing is real
As we sacrifice, bending until we break
It's been revealed
Hold on for your life
Dreams are not theirs to take
Hold on for your life, all we feel is so far from alive
The damned are done believing, and the cursed can dream no more
So hold on for your life, because only the strong survive
I said only the strong survive
These words are part of 'Buried Alive', 'Before Tomorrow Comes', and 'White Knuckles' by Alter Bridge, the best old-school new-attitude hard-rock band today..
These three songs resemble three stages: Problem, evaluation, and solution.
 
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
MY SOUNDTRACK
| SONG | MOVIE | |||
| Shadow On The Sun - AUDIOSLAVE | COLLATERAL | WOW | ||
| Human's Being - VAN HALEN | TWISTER | WOW | ||
| I Don't Wanna Wait - PAULA COLE | DAWSON'S CREEK | WO | ||
| I Disappear - METALLICA | MISSION IMPOSSIBLE 2 | WO | ||
| Iris - GOO GOO DOLLS | CITY OF ANGELS | W |
- WOW: With Or Without the movie
- I like the song and the scene in the movie where the song plays.
- WO: Without the movie
- I like the song but I don't connect it to a scene in the movie.
- W: With the movie
- I like the scene in the movie where the song plays, but it's not my favorite outside the movie.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
MOTH
Thought I was different and it seems I'm just the same
As a game I put my hand over the flame
I thought I was smarter as I flew into the sun
But it turned out the way it does with everyone
Oh, oh
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I love the heat I love the things that I forgot
I love the strings that tie me down and cut me off
I was a king, I was a moth with painted wings made of cloth
When did the flame burn so high and get so hot?
I don't fly around, fly around
Fly around
I won't fly around, fly around
I don't fly around, fly around
Oh
From Audioslave - Revelation
Related post: Birthday Brain-stormer (2-March-2007).
As a game I put my hand over the flame
I thought I was smarter as I flew into the sun
But it turned out the way it does with everyone
Oh, oh
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I love the heat I love the things that I forgot
I love the strings that tie me down and cut me off
I was a king, I was a moth with painted wings made of cloth
When did the flame burn so high and get so hot?
I don't fly around, fly around
Fly around
I won't fly around, fly around
I don't fly around, fly around
Oh
From Audioslave - Revelation
Related post: Birthday Brain-stormer (2-March-2007).
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