God put the moon and the stars up in the sky for the simple reason that dreamers need something to believe even in the darkest of nights. Dreaming happily with Popoy, Kulas, Kulai and Kakai.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
youwill always be my angel..
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel “not good enough”
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction, oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless, and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the Angels, fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the Angels, far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel “not good enough”
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction, oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless, and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the Angels, fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the Angels, far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
i don't know how long i will be able to get through the lost but somehow i hope that you will always be there..no turning back..you are there..the only way we will meet is when my time here is finished then shall i be able to move on..hay..it is really hard to accept the fact that you will never be with us in any occasion or any gathering..even in my most awaited moment in life..we have so many plans..none will you be able to pursue..i just wanna thank you for leaving me with good and caring siblings that i could share this feeling of losing..the battle may not be over but your presence will always be with us..wherever we go..all of my dreams are for you..thank you for all the wonderful memories..your grandchildren will surely be grateful to heat your life story and i shall tell them how great you are as a mother..i love you so much..i still miss you..
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