the weary journey home

tired... jus plain tired from all the work. any breaks jus mean more to expect when i'm back. guess that's what happens when the load is such that a 7-day workweek is needed just to clear as much backlog as possible, and to prevent more work from piling up the next day.

the fire's still alive n burning, but the weary mind does sometimes casts clouds of disillusionment upon the flaking embers...


heard these on the way back home and the hardened mind eases. not knowing to whom the songs were wished for though, so let it be for you who reads it...


Phil Collins "Groovy Kind of Love"

When I'm feeling blue
All I have to do
Is take a look at you
Then I'm not so blue

When you're close to me
I can feel you heart beat
I can hear you breathing in my ear

Wouldn't you agree?
Baby, you and me
Got a groovy kind of love

Any time you want to
You can turn me on to
Anything you want to
Any time at all

When I kiss your lips
Ooh, I start to shiver
Can't control the quivering inside

Wouldn't you agree?
Baby, you and me
Got a groovy kind of love

Ooh

When I'm feeling blue
All I have to do
Is take a look at you
Then I'm not so blue

When I'm in your arms
Nothing seems to matter
My whole world can shatter
I don't care

Wouldn't you agree?
Baby, you and me
Got a groovy kind of love
We got a groovy kind of love
We got a groovy kind of love
Ooh, ooh
We got a groovy kind of love


Cher & Peter Cetera "After all"

Well, here we are again
I guess it must be fate
We've tried it on our own
But deep inside we've known
We'd be back to set things straight

I still remember when
Your kiss was so brand new
Every memory repeats
Every step I take retreats
Every journey always bring me back to you

After all the stops and starts
We keep coming back to these two hearts
Two angels who've been rescued from the fall

After all that we've been through
It all comes down to me and you
I guess it's meant to be
Forever you and me
After all

When love is truly right (this time it's true and right)
It lives from year to year
It changes as it grows
And oh the way it grows
But it never disappears

After all the stops and starts
We keep coming back to these two hearts
Two angels who've been rescued from the fall

After all that we've been through
It all comes down to me and you
I guess it's meant to be
Forever you and me
After all

Always just beyond my touch
You know I needed you so much
After all, what else is living for?

After all the stops and starts
We keep coming back to these two hearts
Two angels who've been rescued from the fall

After all that we've been through
It all comes down to me and you
I guess it's meant to be
Forever you and me
After all



Sometimes life can be so full of things, yet still empty
Just like a glass can be full of useful air, yet is containing nothing
And same as it is,
with a heart pumping full of blood but devoid of feelings
Or a mind fill with myriad of thoughts, but without emotional attachments

Pray not it may come to pass shall i live that kind of life...