Friday, May 14, 2004
That she broke the news, it was apparent. Blind I was, on that Sunday afternoon, I did not see the oncoming traffic. Till the daylight started fading, the realization came to a point of no return. She made the transition, the unspoken change of tone and the carpet underneath was towed.
That, now, we are apart. Let no man put asunder.
Love has a way of telling my faults
One for the green light
And one for the homerun
Love has a reason for denying the shells
Even those I picked with my last pennies
Love has a way around the heart
Instead of teaching the art
Love has an answer for everything
Even if it were really a question
Love has the truth when patience runs out
Where time has no provision for my childish stubborn ways
Love broke my arm, twisted it to shame
Now how can I give in to the man I used to be
Love left me to die when how it could be
That now I can finally fly
Isn't love meant to grow this pain together
Hold out the blame and wait till the sun rises again
For another day to conquer the shame
To make us the better of us
So color in red, the passion of my youth
The color of my reason
The life of my words
So color in red, the one that stayed till you're through
The hue that fed you through the night till you woke
Picked you from the crowd
Under the light of the busy street lamps
I wanted to say goodnight
I wondered if you'd ever learn
The color of my red
Fragments on the floor, I have no wish of picking after. A sign of relief, a sigh of frustration - a dreamer love broke. Time healed, over these few days. Praise be for what we served, in our hearts, the self-biting furnace, we knowingly stoke, otherwise would have shoved away at the mention of the drop of pride. Fight, me, we, no more. Melbourne, it's all over. That silence's started, it's time we moved on, with no intention of looking back. The ships that set sail two hours ago, have disappeared into the bermuda. Don't watch for it, foolish fold. What was never meant to be has now come to pass. So pass on the baton, the one you willingly surrendered.
Burn away the chaff as I do so too. To move, lose and love the future for the one true hope of the kingdom come, we must change, shift, even evolve with the trials and trails we encounter. Look no further, nor over your shoulder, forget the cringe in the heart and seek no answers for which there are none for you. What you don't understand is the very answer you have been looking for all these years.
So now, I will gather this. Romance died at the pluck of a flower. Love moved too fast, too many steps ahead, before love could find a ground to land. So love died, before the ring came into existence. Love sealed shut its doors to the imaginary dinners, proposals, beautiful sunsets, songs on a gondola and Rome for the honeymoon. Love ceased between two when the double doors closed in too tight for man to breathe. Blood left on the lamp post, distant footsteps liberating the political prisoners to greater things yet, yet to be seen by your small human mind.
charles jediah tan
Friday, 14 May 2004.
That, now, we are apart. Let no man put asunder.
Love has a way of telling my faults
One for the green light
And one for the homerun
Love has a reason for denying the shells
Even those I picked with my last pennies
Love has a way around the heart
Instead of teaching the art
Love has an answer for everything
Even if it were really a question
Love has the truth when patience runs out
Where time has no provision for my childish stubborn ways
Love broke my arm, twisted it to shame
Now how can I give in to the man I used to be
Love left me to die when how it could be
That now I can finally fly
Isn't love meant to grow this pain together
Hold out the blame and wait till the sun rises again
For another day to conquer the shame
To make us the better of us
So color in red, the passion of my youth
The color of my reason
The life of my words
So color in red, the one that stayed till you're through
The hue that fed you through the night till you woke
Picked you from the crowd
Under the light of the busy street lamps
I wanted to say goodnight
I wondered if you'd ever learn
The color of my red
Fragments on the floor, I have no wish of picking after. A sign of relief, a sigh of frustration - a dreamer love broke. Time healed, over these few days. Praise be for what we served, in our hearts, the self-biting furnace, we knowingly stoke, otherwise would have shoved away at the mention of the drop of pride. Fight, me, we, no more. Melbourne, it's all over. That silence's started, it's time we moved on, with no intention of looking back. The ships that set sail two hours ago, have disappeared into the bermuda. Don't watch for it, foolish fold. What was never meant to be has now come to pass. So pass on the baton, the one you willingly surrendered.
Burn away the chaff as I do so too. To move, lose and love the future for the one true hope of the kingdom come, we must change, shift, even evolve with the trials and trails we encounter. Look no further, nor over your shoulder, forget the cringe in the heart and seek no answers for which there are none for you. What you don't understand is the very answer you have been looking for all these years.
So now, I will gather this. Romance died at the pluck of a flower. Love moved too fast, too many steps ahead, before love could find a ground to land. So love died, before the ring came into existence. Love sealed shut its doors to the imaginary dinners, proposals, beautiful sunsets, songs on a gondola and Rome for the honeymoon. Love ceased between two when the double doors closed in too tight for man to breathe. Blood left on the lamp post, distant footsteps liberating the political prisoners to greater things yet, yet to be seen by your small human mind.
charles jediah tan
Friday, 14 May 2004.
Saturday, May 01, 2004
Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind
That's a very long title for a movie. Yes, it's the one movie I watched with Tessa, our second movie actually, in a long while since Matrix Revolutions & LOTR-ROTK.
Must say that it is a good movie. Not terribly fantastic, but fab enough to earn a blog entry here. Go watch it. It's a mix genre movie. Very thought provoking and interesting concept. Has the weirdest combination of actors, namely Jim Carrey (in a serious role), Kate Winslet, Kirsten Dunst, Elijah Wood and a few other good actors.
Love the soundtrack. All written by Jon Brion who apparently did the tunes for Magnolia. Title track sung by Beck. Interesting. I am intrigued mainly by the story telling technique to demonstrate the point of the movie. Very cohesive, though sometimes a little hard to follow. Will remind a little bit of Memento, but I assure you this is not some copycat. The point is not in the editing technique but in the storytelling style. I, for one, am interested to have coffee with the screenwriter, Charlie Kaufman - responsible for such near cult classics such as Being John Malkovich, Adaptation ...
Just go watch it.
chuckie
That's a very long title for a movie. Yes, it's the one movie I watched with Tessa, our second movie actually, in a long while since Matrix Revolutions & LOTR-ROTK.
Must say that it is a good movie. Not terribly fantastic, but fab enough to earn a blog entry here. Go watch it. It's a mix genre movie. Very thought provoking and interesting concept. Has the weirdest combination of actors, namely Jim Carrey (in a serious role), Kate Winslet, Kirsten Dunst, Elijah Wood and a few other good actors.
Love the soundtrack. All written by Jon Brion who apparently did the tunes for Magnolia. Title track sung by Beck. Interesting. I am intrigued mainly by the story telling technique to demonstrate the point of the movie. Very cohesive, though sometimes a little hard to follow. Will remind a little bit of Memento, but I assure you this is not some copycat. The point is not in the editing technique but in the storytelling style. I, for one, am interested to have coffee with the screenwriter, Charlie Kaufman - responsible for such near cult classics such as Being John Malkovich, Adaptation ...
Just go watch it.
chuckie
