Wednesday, 29 February 2012


Sing me to sleep 
Sing me to sleep 
I'm tired and I 
I want to go to bed 
Sing me to sleep 
Sing me to sleep 
And then leave me alone 
Don't try to wake me in the morning 
'Cause I will be gone 
Don't feel bad for me 
I want you to know 
Deep in the cell of my heart 
I will feel so glad to go 
Sing me to sleep 
Sing me to sleep 
I don't want to wake up 
On my own anymore 
Sing to me 
Sing to me
I don’t want to wake up 
On my own any more
Don't feel bad for me 
I want you to know 
Deep in the cell of my heart 
I really want to go 
There is another world 
There is a better world 
Well, there must be 
Well, there must be 
Bye bye


The Smiths

Monday, 27 February 2012


Snow
I can't believe we have to go
I'm trying hard to stay awake
But my eyes don't want to know

Snow
I see your body in the gray
The lights are getting clear
From the frozen cityscape

Snow

Saturday, 25 February 2012


Her face is no longer smooth,
It is lined by time.
Although she doesn’t look the same, she is still that dear mother of mine.
She has always given of herself to me, 
Nothing was I ever denied. 
She laughed when I laughed, 
She comforted me when I cried. 
There is no one like her, 
I don’t think there will ever be. 
No one means as much to me, as she.
For the things that make her the most beautiful, 
Are the things she has inside. 

Thursday, 23 February 2012

Your words and your tears, they're pearls of gold, and I'll take them with me.

Wednesday, 22 February 2012

Im sick of losing
My patience
Out of time
Lacking rhythm
Barely conscious
Feeling weaker
As I stumble around

Get out of my mind

In the morning 
Rests the paper
Heavy snow fall
Wakes my neighbours
The alarm calls
I clean out my eyes
Feeling nauseous
As the world spins around

Get out of my mind

Monday, 20 February 2012

Soon I'll be the wind and the water and the sun. And, above all, the sparkle in the eyes of the one you loved. You see, that's my soul. What I've made of myself, which already lives everywhere and will always live on.

Friday, 17 February 2012

You are a bowl of petals, and this, an awful wind.

Thursday, 16 February 2012


We were just kids 
With visions and hearts that coincide 
Climb aboard our ship 
We're going whether or not that you like...

We sailed across the sea 
Aimlessly, no direction or timeline 
The shore we'd come to find 
We'd seen before, never spoke or shared a word 
No need, your true thoughts can't be heard
They're too beautiful for words...

Don't follow roads paved in gold
They will only let you down
What's the fun when you can't share what you've found
Years to build, in a second it's brought down

No one will comfort me 
Will know me 
Or what's going on inside 
A vacant hole will remain that way for life
To remind me where the both of you once lied

I've learned more from this 
Than anything I have read in my whole life 
I bet you both laugh at that line...

I miss the feel of it 
Your touch, your kiss weighs heavy on my mind
Our moment forever sealed in time 
Our secret as much yours as is mine 
All logic we have surely left defied 
I will hold you 'til I die

Wednesday, 15 February 2012

I thought I found in her face - so calm and beautiful - that total, unconditional love that I had never known. She became the rock on which I built my life as a young adult. When I was alone and shut my eyes, her image appeared in front of me and I felt her presence. Part of her entered me and lived in my body. 

To say "I love you," Yanomami Indians of the Amazon say, "Ya pihi irakema," meaning "I have been contaminated by your being" - a part of you has entered me, and it lives and grows.

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Pronounce the word "cancer" and it's enough to arouse the fear of death. Fear paralyses. That's its nature.

When we find out our lives are seriously endangered, we often experience this strange paralysis of the body and mind. But the disease won't pass us by. Fear blocks our life force at the time when we need it most. 

Learning to fight cancer consists of learning to nourish the life in us. But it's not necessarily a fight against death. To carry through this apprenticeship is to touch the essence of life, to find a completeness and peace that make it more beautiful. Death may be a part of that success. Some people live their life without appreciating its true value. Others live their death with such richness, such dignity, that it seems like an exceptional accomplishment and gives meaning to everything they have experienced. And in preparing for death in this way, we sometimes release the energy needed to live.

Sunday, 12 February 2012


Stones that I
Carry around

Every stones
A story

It weighs me down

But there is gold
Hidden by rock and sand

I have to search
A little
Harder now

Sharp as a marble
These stones keep my feet on the ground

All this experience
Weighs me down

But there is gold
Hidden by rock and sand

I have to search
A little
Harder now

But there is gold
Hidden by rock and sand

I have to search
A little
Harder now

Saturday, 11 February 2012


I spent my time watchin' the spaces that have grown between us.
And I cut my mind on second best or the scars that come with the greeness.
And I gave my eyes to the boredom, still the seabed wouldn't let me in,
And I tried my best to embrace the darkness in which I swim.
Oh the darkness in which I swim.

I'm walkin' back down this mountain
with the strength of a turnin' tide
Oh the winds so soft on my skin,
The sun so hard upon my side.
Oh lookin' out at this happiness,
I search for between the sheets.
Oh feelin' blind and realize,
All I was searchin' for was me.
Ooo all I was searchin' for was me.

Keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
No, no, no, no.
Keep your mind set, keep your hair long.
Oh my darlin' keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
Oh no no, keep your mind set in your ways, keep your hair,
Keep your hair long.
'Cause I'll always remember you the same,
Oh eyes like wild flowers, with your demons of changes.

I saw a friend of mine the other day,
And he told me that my eyes were gleamin'.
Oh I said I had been away, and he knew,
Oh he knew the depths I was meanin'.
And it felt so good to see his face,
Or the comfort invested in my soul.
Oh to feel the warmth of a smile,
When he said "I'm happy to have you home."
Ooh I'm happy to have ya home.

And I showed my body to the sea again,
And I laughed at her for bein' so cruel.
And I left these broken bottles, and empty cooridors.
And I walked right on through.
And I never, I never dream of you.
Oh honey I never, I never dream of you.

Yeah, keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
Oh, No, no, no, no.
Keep your mind set, keep you hair long.
Oh my my darlin', keep your head up, keep you heart strong.
No no no keep your mind set in your ways, keep your hair, keep your hair long.
'Cause I'll always remember you the same.
Oh eyes are wild flowers with your demons of change.
May you find happiness there,
May all your hopes all turn out right.
Ooh may you find happiness there,
May you find warmth in the middle of the night.

Thursday, 9 February 2012

Eternity's a terrible thought. I mean, where's it all going to end? 

Does it remain a terrible thought?

Tuesday, 7 February 2012


And my love is yours but your love's not mine
So I'll go but we know I'll see you down the line
And we'll hate what we've lost but we'll love what we find
And I'm feeling fine, we've made it to the coastline

Monday, 6 February 2012


I wanna see those eyes
That you gave me that night
So inquisitive

They call it danger love because it's hard to leave
So addicting and so in-between
And my tender heart, and your tender heart
And our tender heart, is in danger

And there's nothing as sweet
As when you're learning to speak to me
But with no sound and speech, darling
Just a feeling

I wanna see those eyes
I wanna see those eyes

They call it danger love because it's hard to leave
So addicting and so in-between
And my tender heart, and your tender heart
And our tender heart, is in danger

And my tender heart, and my tender heart
And my tender heart, is in danger (and my tender)

Friday, 3 February 2012


To believe is to know that
Every day is a new beginning.
Is to trust that miracles happen,
And dreams really do come true.

To believe is to see angels
Dancing among the clouds,
To know the wonder of a stardust sky
And the wisdom of the man in the moon.

To believe is to know the value of a nurturing heart,
The innocence of a child's eyes
And the beauty of an aging hand,
For it is through their teachings we learn to love.

To believe is to find the strength
And courage that lies within us
When it's time to pick up 
The pieces and begin again.

To believe is to know 
We are not alone,
That life is a gift 
And this is our time to cherish it.

To believe is to know 
That wonderful surprises are just 
Waiting to happen,
And all our hopes and dreams are within reach.

If only we believe. 


Thursday, 2 February 2012

You have learned how to die right
Because from the very beginning
You were chosen
To 
Simply
Disappear

Wednesday, 1 February 2012

In its shadow, life suddenly takes on an intensity, resonance, and savor we may never have know before. Of course, when the time comes, we feel the despair of taking leave, much as we would in saying farewell to someone we loved, knowing we would never see them again. Most of us dread that sadness. But, in the end, wouldn't it be worse to leave without having tasted life's full flavour? Wouldn't it be far worse to have no reason to be sad at that moment of parting?