Tuesday, July 19, 2005

No Rain

It's amazing how one song can lift my spirits and get me in the mood just because I haven't heard it for quite a while... and how it feels good to remember the times when I was young and careless. For a split second, I was back in the days when I'd be with my friends, sitting infront of the steps leading to the corridors of my highschool, gazing at the vast field where the pre-school boys catch dragonflies.

No Rain
Blind Melons
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane
I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya don't like my point of view
ya think I'm insane
Its not sane......it's not sane