One night longed for. One night wasted and thrown away. I'm not going anywhere. Yet you are. Leave. And walk away. Please. The rain pouring and she's still standing. No more wet puddles. No more puddles of wine. :) Let her be. :O shocking isn't it?! :P
One more pretty girl walking into the dark village and the ongoing pavements. Traffic jam taking that away from her. She's really stuck in the past is she. Honking those horns away [beep beep]. As she closes her eyes through the busy streets of the city. She can't run away. She can't hide. She can't... have one night. Those silver plates with your name on it. Watch as she stares. Just watch. Drip. Boom. Bam. [traffic] Jam. Bleh. ;P
A taxi driver was all she needed all along. "Can you turn on the radio please?" An advice. A talk. A payment triple the fare. A smile. Walk away now and never look back. A wave goodbye to a dream that never came true. [it never will] Shh. Don't tell her that. Walk away with your click-itty brown boots. Drip drip. "One more tear drop my darling? Wipe it away. Look strong" says Mr. Taxi Driver. Don't you just love them? :) They'll always make you feel better. Unlike dudes who don't even care. Maybe she's right. Maybe she should just wait for some other day she'll get to say Be my sophnight date. Again. [no honey, no] Shh. Don't tell her that. She's wreck. Fix her. It's not as easy as that is it? It won't be as simple, won't it? But if you just roll your eyes repeatedly, maybe you won't see. Maybe they'll all disappear. And if you can't see them. They won't see you. :) But then again, it's not as simple as that. :( Break the news [no, it's actually news flash.] Hush. He's gonna come back. She knows it. [beep beep] Woops. Censored. My bad. ;P [you didn't mean that did you.]
One yes. One night. One fight. One night. Canceled. One tear drop? Many more came through. [told you so] No you didn't. Hush. She's asleep. Look at her face. Is she dreaming? [he took those too. didn't you know that? he took everything else] Poor little girl. Nothing else to hold on too. [star light. star bright. first star she saw tonight. she wished she may. she wished she might. will her wish come true tonight?] Right. One star. One wish. Things she still hasn't let go off. [pop] One more string. One more balloon. Something she hasn't called wasted. These things don't make much sense. Why hold on? Coz they're the things that matters now. And maybe if I hold on tight. It'll bring me to whatever I'm looking for. But I do know one more thing these can do. Take me to someone I've been waiting for. [a wreck. fix her.] If only she was as simple as that.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
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