Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
Friday, January 23, 2004
On a cold wet
afternoon
no room for love and emptiness
by a freeway
i confess i was lost in the pages
of a book
full of death
reading how we'll die alone
and if a god will lay to rest
anywhere we want to go
in your house
i long to be
room by room
patiently
i'll wait for you there
like a stone
i'll wait for you there
alone
and on my death bed
i will prey
to the gods and the angels
like a pagan
to anyone who will take me to heaven
to a place
i would recall
i was there so long ago
the sky was bruised
the world was black
and there you led me on
in your house
i long to be
room by room
patiently
i'll wait for you there
liek a stone
i'll wait for you there
alone
in all i read
till the day was gone
and i sat in regret
in all the things i've done
for all that i've blessed
and all that i've wronged
in dreams till my death
i will wonder on
in your house
i long to be
room by room
patiently
i'll wait for you there
like a stone
i'll wait for you there
alone
alone
afternoon
no room for love and emptiness
by a freeway
i confess i was lost in the pages
of a book
full of death
reading how we'll die alone
and if a god will lay to rest
anywhere we want to go
in your house
i long to be
room by room
patiently
i'll wait for you there
like a stone
i'll wait for you there
alone
and on my death bed
i will prey
to the gods and the angels
like a pagan
to anyone who will take me to heaven
to a place
i would recall
i was there so long ago
the sky was bruised
the world was black
and there you led me on
in your house
i long to be
room by room
patiently
i'll wait for you there
liek a stone
i'll wait for you there
alone
in all i read
till the day was gone
and i sat in regret
in all the things i've done
for all that i've blessed
and all that i've wronged
in dreams till my death
i will wonder on
in your house
i long to be
room by room
patiently
i'll wait for you there
like a stone
i'll wait for you there
alone
alone
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Monday, January 19, 2004
Ketika Makanan tidak Lagi mengenyangkan
Ketika Minuman tidak Lagi menyejukkan
Ketika Rokok tidak Lagi meLegakan
Ketika TeLevisi tidak Lagi bisa di nikmati
Ketika Music terasa hampa
Ketika Pekerjaan tidak bisa Lagi di Lakukan
Ketika harapan tidak Lagi Bisa di raih
Ketika otak tidak bisa Lagi buat Mikir
Ketika hidup tidak Lagi menyenangkan
Maka....
Mati adalah haL yang paLing mungkin untuk di Lakukan
Friday, December 26, 2003
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