Stuck in my head….
…why isit a 1974 tune?
.momo.
What value left is therein this world I live in?
I start thinking its all meaningless
or maybe I’m just tired?
In exchange for something I got
I gave up a number of precious things
but it’s not such a peaceful world
that I can lament each and every one.
What kind of dreams should I envision?
What kind of hopes should I take with me as I go forward?
These seemingly impossible to answer questions
Get buried in my day to day life.
If you were here I wonder what you would say?
you’d probably say I was being “gloomy” and have a laugh.
I just wish i could see your gentle smile to blow away my melancholy.
even if it’s a light like fireworks
that can never be caught
one more time, one more time, one more time, one more time
I want to reach out for it.
We all carry sadness with us
but we hope for a better tomorrow
I wonder to what extent we can love a world
gripped by fear, thrown into unrest?
I get choked up on the words ’cause I think too much
I hate how clumsy I am
Yet oddly enough, I hate more how skillfully I can pretend.
Whether we spend the years laughing or crying
time passes the same for all
the future is calling to us
are you, now, hearing it too?
Even though we knew from the start
that we’d eventually have to say goodbye
one more time, one more time, one more time, one more time
and as many times as I can I hope to see you again.
I never imagined that simply meeting you
could make the world seem so beautiful
would you laugh at me for being simple minded?
I want to say “thank you” to you from my heart.
I wish my heart flowed fast and smooth like water
so that it would not settle in one place.
For all those times when I need to see you
for those times when I’ll miss you so
one more time, one more time, one more time, one more time
I want to burn your memory deep in me.
We all have our problems
but we hope for a better tomorrow
I wonder to what extent we can love a world
gripped by fear, thrown into unrest?
one more time, one more time,
one more time, one more time…
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0hmm i recognized so many scenes in the video…
its weird.
pple who watched buffy, appreciates it for what it is… not just a love story abt slayer and vampire…
but abt friends, family, loyallty and love.
abt high school..abt the american (cult?) culture…
…seems to be from a generation.
the generation that grew up with you…
i use to think all great loves must be what it is like.
torturous.. painfully sweet…
just like life..
how struggling makes you feel and know that you’re alive…
but i think i will settle for something plain. and (more) painless…
something maybe not as epic..
but still sweet…
to define what love should be…
mood barometer
ha. who knew
that nails are my coded, veiled meaning to my thoughts.
they say eyes are the windows to your soul.
mine must be old and senile.
but nails.
nails are a different story all together.
they are pastel and lovely when things are fluffy, candy and dainty…
strong and vibrant and rich of mysterious or maturity when things need to be done.
elaborated but not detailed when things are slow but lazy….
plain and simple when going gets tough and mental strength weaken…
…and
in keeping up with the thread of old but not forgotten jap songs.
oh i have to so put up Do As Infinity.
their yesterday and today. epic.
Dear friend. so long.
i will always remember the silhouette at the door frame.
the backview along the long winding road against the sunset drop back.
i may have forgotten the drama (do-rama!) or even mixed it up cause i swear i thought the song was for a friendship drama or something (and not the tear jerker with takeshi janeshiro)
but the song linger.
like this one for inuyasha as well…
as well as that notion of lush forest greenery that comes with it….
no, its not about the song… though weirdly enough its one of those classic ones that no matter the age, sounds absolutely fabulous~
its the notion of first love… and you gotto tell me about that.. cause seeing i have not have mine, views below are extremely shrewed? or impossibly shrewded.
cause seriously… first love. isnt that just a person, you decide first to present your heart to, bloody and on a platter. open and unreserved.
can be that other person in the crowd, or the other one… the one in red, or the one in yellow. it just happen to be that one in black.
maybe one whom you shared all your dreams, your laughter, your fears, your hugs, your memories…
I think its the first and the last on that list that kills seals it..
still..
first love, if not the last, is meant to be discarded, to be disregarded eventually.
will and should become part of life’s wall mural… a passerby, a person you meet on the journey, distantly recalled but always forgotten…
maybe you learn a lot from it, maybe you grew and develop, learn more about yourself..maybe maybe… lots of maybe… but definitely this.
.that first love is just that.
no ifs, no buts, no when, no hows.
there is only so much heart and hurt you can give to something.
when the dust settles, when the sun sets…when the wind is warm or the crickets sing…
blah blah blah…
life goes on.
and so do people.
not everyone feels the need to magnify on all the pain and hurt… (and i am someone to say that hur. heh.)
there are greater pain and grievances in life, in love. in hell.
so why torture yourself and those around with all those unwanted burdens and unnecessary weight.
there was a time to love. and now the time has passed.
so get over it.
its hard to do so. but not impossible.
it might comes in waves… and in circles.
but when push comes to shove.
we need to make a stand and say enough is enough.
…ok i know that title sounds silly. (or maybe it isnt cause kings are all about hearts?!)
I feel silly typing that…
but none of the content is…
it seems all of earnest bob moments, the late king’s thoughts and the emerging king’s revelations are my favorite parts.
earnest moment 1: why do people laugh when a soldier wishes for world peace?
A singer wishes for her album to sell well… for a soldier who wishes for world peace because he loves his job as a defender of his country …so that you can go about your lives in normalcy…
what is so laugable about that? *tears brimming in his eyes*
earnest moment 2: when he told the king..about not needing to be swayed by words, to believe…
You are already strong.
The king that I’ve seen is very sensitive, and hates sincerity.
But he knows the real world only too well, and has deep scars… So he wears a mask of laughter.
I’m asking you to take off that mask now.
Though you have complexes and people perceive you as weak, your highness is, to me, the most powerful king in the world.
Please be fearless, your majesty.
..and that is the reason why we become strong…. why we have the unwavering faith, unfaltering belief…. that we are invincible…that it is surmountable….
because you have someone who has absolute faith in you….
even before you have it in yourself.
and that is why we become strong,
Crave companionship
Desire…
Long…
You can almost feel.. his shoulders straightening, as his will strengthen and resolve harden… the broken confidence snapping back in place.
it is almost like…. magic.
oh…and good acting…. i thought i enjoyed the acting tonight…
as he struggles like mad to re-arrange his face to infuriate the enemy… as he looks on and tells me what I should feel like in times like this… 
it sooo brought me to the 60s…
not the fashion (i am mean but not that mean)… but the style of the sounds and her quivering voice
…my fav part of that?
but I ain’t laying down…
Nobody’s gonna make a fool out of me…baby you should know that I lead not follow
…’cause baby you don’t know a thing about me…..
…my fav part of that?
…. doesn’t mean I’m lonely when I’m alone…
thanks to you I’m finally thinking ‘about me
…Just me, myself and I
i swear i had something to share. something to say about something.
then i came home via a broken down car and got to my flat vie a broken down lift.
and now I cant recall.
my 2nd fav tv scene
you know my first.
i would have screenshot it if i knew earlier that was gonna be on my teevee list of no 1 (as in really seen from a goggle box —that ancient)
but i have that buffy-mum’s-graveyard-when-buffy-waited-while-angel-held-her-hand-from-the-back screen screenshot in my memory camera.
it might be more beautiful than reality.
but that will always be my no. 1.
cant recall if there is (ever) a 2nd before.
but this cuts real close.
ow.
those smiles.
like she found her place in the world.
like he is right where he wants and needs to be.
those lights.
back, front, warm, sunlight.
amazingly cute and charming.
