The Brief Summary.

written on the wall
Close to my heart
But just never close enough
It's forever the story
Of courage and daring
Times of tired smiles
And all the evil trials

Vagrant as we pray
Please make us more than just hearsay
More hungry than fire
Combustible desire
Do not to the streets
Waste our special feats

Brave the impulse now child
Cool off your burning lips
It wouldn't do us any good if you
Turned from red to grey
Grind those ivory whites now
And just before you let go
Roll up your tardy sleeves
Wear it there and make it through

I'm sorry but twenty or so
Of your years have been determined for you
Designation of your mind and soul
You have no control
So let it go
LET IT GO

Not without a fight we won't
Not without a fight we won't
Not without a fight we won't
Not without

Pardon patience
It's a painful game
But if it's waiting we lack
The mirror shows us who's to blame


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Jonathan Francis Ong Ju-Tsiang slash Paddy
]][::16/11/1988
]][::that's all :D

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Thursday, November 24, 2005
maybe deskbound jobs ARE the future

first of all, what the hell was i thinking? of COURSE it wasn't meant for me. i'm such a self-centered narcisscistic bitch. i should go knock my head on a wall. i deserve all of this. i most certainly do. all of it.

BURN YOUR BOOKS

if there ever was something that could demoralise you into a sissy bitch, that gig was it.

AUGUST STAR

hail to the quartet who can get a gig and many original numbers, even though they were formed this year in July. great riffs and melodies, too bad they didn't have any real words to their songs. no wonder the songs sounded quite slip-shod. the vocalist was making them up as they went along. but still. HAIL.


SET FOR GLORY

hail to the band with an average age of 17. hail to the band who came out with an EP 3 months after they got together. hail to the band with an American fanbase. HAIL. Nico was great on vocals. cool bass spinning by Farris. Titus had titanic skill on the drums. too bad Sameer's string snapped. HAIL.


WEST GRAND BOULEVARD

what can i say. tight as glue, pitch perfect, stage presence, skill, talent, ingenuity, greatness. HAIL.


well, it didn't hurt to dream. we woke up with the light of 5 suns in our eyes.


hail to you.

[pics courteousy of ELTJ aka Elsa]

mama always said
there were only two kinds of men
men who can fly and men who pretend
i told her, "mama i wanna be a flying man."
"that you may be, but for now, pretend"
pretend, pretend, little one
pretend, pretend




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