Sabtu, 14 April 2012

The Story of Us

Rasa-rasanya pengen.. ahh Salma Hanifah kau membunuhku haha
Terimakasih sudah merekomendasikan lagu ini ♥
Sangat keren :D

The Story of Us - Taylor Swift

I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us,
How we met and the sparks flew instantly,
People would say, "They're the lucky ones."
I used to know my place was a spot next to you,
Now I'm searching the room for an empty seat,
'Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on

Oh, a simple complication,
Miscommunications lead to fall-out.
So many things that I wish you knew,
So many walls that I can't break through.

[Chorus:]
Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking,
And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me, yeah?
I don't know what to say, since the twist of fate when it all broke down,
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

Next chapter.

How'd we end up this way?
See me nervously pulling at my clothes and trying to look busy,
And you're doing your best to avoid me.
I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us,
How I was losing my mind when I saw you here,
But you held your pride like you should've held me.

Oh, I'm scared to see the ending,
Why are we pretending this is nothing?
I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how,
I've never heard silence quite this loud.

back to [Chorus:]

This is looking like a contest,
Of who can act like they care less,
But I liked it better when you were on my side.
The battle's in your hands now,
But I would lay my armor down
If you said you'd rather love than fight.
So many things that you wished I knew,
But the story of us might be ending soon.

back to [Chorus:]

The End




Minggu, 08 April 2012

The Man Who Can't be Moved

Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
Saying, "If you see this girl can you tell her where I am? "

Some try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving

Policeman says, "Son you can't stay here"
I said, "There's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year"
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

[Chorus:]
'Cause If one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,
I'm not moving, I'm not moving

People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
Maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner
'Cause you'll know it's just for you
I'm the man who can't be moved

[Chorus 2x]

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move

Minggu, 18 Maret 2012

Hidup

Kalau melihat langit, entah banyak hal yang terpikirkan.

Terkadang, saya melukis bayangan yang segera tertutup awan mendung. Jika hujan, mungkin saya akan kembali. Tapi kalau kembali cerah, saya lanjutkan berjalan menyusuri arah mata angin entah kemana.. seperti orang linglung..

Tapi sejujurnya saya menikmati.. Tanpa aturan, menelusur jalan bebas sendiri.. belok sini, belok sana.. dan ketika angin membelai, rasanya  menghibur. Bermain dengan angin, mengepak-ngepakan tangan, berlari dan berputar.. masa bodo apa orang lihat atau tidak. Berhentinya nanti saja kalau sudah bosan.

Kemudian saya duduk di rumput.. tertidur, dan bermimpi..

Bangun, jikalah saya teringat harus pergi.. harus melakukan sesuatu, untuk besok hidup lagi.

Memang rasanya enggan untuk berdiri. Meninggalkan kesenangan, yang tak tau lagi kapan berjumpa. Hidup memang begitu.. resiko pasti ada. Tapi hidup itu belajar. Belajar meninggalkan ‘kenyamanan’ dan mencari arti..