Redness in February

after watching movies, getting results, played some games, watched dvds, visited relatives, collected ang pows, and now listening to this great CD that uncle Richard borrowed my bro.. i thought of penning here again.

these 'modern' classical music can be so sentimental..

i am reminded of those moments spent; being alone by the peaceful raffles river at night, glowing stars on the many little waves.. walking through esplanade in its artistic lights, casting shadows in its discreet clicks of posh dining and rested hearts.

time can fly by so quickly as my head ignores the pleadings of the heart, how many times it avoids the necessary and answers to the rush of the moment.. and this, it sidesteps all imaginable opportunities and causes me to ponder long and hard, and face whatever consequences being placed into my life, whether good, bad, or somehow different.
My continuation of indifference might lead to my downfall in expectations, in the most common perspective.. living life, knowing well that what you do is at utmost a failure in the future.


..and this, this.. tells me that i gotha change.

To count my days, and make my days count...
























This song really encouraged me.. to live, 'un-hide-d'.. =]

Hide
words and music by Joy Williams, Jason Houser, and Matthew West

To anyone who hides behind a smile
To anyone who holds their pain inside
To anyone who thinks they’re not good enough
To anyone who feels unworthy of love
To anyone who ever closed the door
Closed their eyes and locked themselves away

You don’t have to hide
You don’t have to hide anymore
You don’t have to face this on your own
You don’t have to hide anymore

So come out, come out, come out wherever you are
Anyone who’s trying to cover up their scars
To anyone who’s ever made a big mistake
We all been there, so don’t be ashamed
Come out, come out and join the rest of us
You’ve been alone for way too long

And if you feel like no one understands
Come to the One with scars on His hands
‘Cause He knows where you are and where you’ve been
His scars will heal you if you let Him

You don’t have to hide
You don’t have to hide anymore
You don’t have to face this on your own
You don’t have to hide anymore



*thanks, Joy Williams and the gang.. =)


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