Paradise; Coldplay

When she was just a girl

She expected the world

But it flew away from her reach so

She ran away in her sleep

and dreamed of

Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise

Every time she closed her eyes

When she was just a girl

She expected the world

But it flew away from her reach

and the bullets catch in her teeth

Life goes on, it gets so heavy

The wheel breaks the butterfly

Every tear a waterfall

In the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes

In the night the stormy night away she'd fly

and dreams of

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh

She'd dream of

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh

lalalalalalalalalalala

And so lying underneath those stormy skies

She'd say, "oh, ohohohoh I know the sun must set to rise"

This could be

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh

This could be

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

This could be

Para-para-paradise

Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh

Shake it out

I am done with my graceless heart
So tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart
Cause I like to keep my issues strong
It's always darkest before the dawn

i turn the music up, i got my records on

i shut the world outside until the lights come on

maybe the streets alight, maybe the trees are gone

i feel my heart start beating to my favourite song...

my world's on fire..

my world's on fire..
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Leisure -W. H. Davies

WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—

No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

shock shock horror!

my English is apalling. when i speak, there are additional syllables floating around. when i write, my grammar is horrible - yesterday was today is happening. i hate this.

it would be a great time to start reading. these are the unread books that have been gathering dust, some for more than 2 years...

tuesdays with morrie (1/4 through)

design of everyday things (1/3)

midnight's children

the alchemist (5 pages)

im sure there are a couple more, i don;t remember them so they're not significant enough to mention. let's see how this experiment would help my English. ugh.

inspiration

judging by the amount of time i have been spending surfing the internet and the celebrity circle on facebook, i lack inspiration. i need a new muse. an idea. some vague direction. a journey.

there's no reason to be static. it's time to take out the diana, nikki, the passport and hop skip and jump around the world a bit. (bank account permitting ofcourse...)

my daydreams are of long train rides, country hopping by ferry (richard hammond style). driving around aimlessly. i don't know. go from singapore to london by land... maybe.. i just want that slight bit of the unexpected in this world of all expectations. a craving to discover, dream and come to life!

and then let it take over, be my muse and inspire my soul...