Saturday, June 30, 2007

A modern girl

By Sing-Sing, ‘Sing-Sing And I’ album, 2005.

I'm just a modern girl,
Trying to get along in a modern world
I'm just a modern girl,
Trying to work it out in a modern world

I know, you know we're held in high esteem
But baby, you'll see that things aren't what they seem

And I've been lying on my side
But lately on my own
'cause everything I touch is made of stone

You know, I know technology's so sweet
But baby, maybe it’s us you owe a treat

And when we find we have a choice
There's nothing to select
Too much cause and not enough effect

And then the walls come trembling down
I cling to my ideals
And though I'm not as tall as you
I soar in my high-heels

E.Anderson

Just had a chance to get alone with the lyrics, and simply found out that I am so in love with the idea presented in the song. “We are all modern girls who are all trying to get along in a modern world…”, but then, are we leading our lives as they should be? We might all get along by running chasing after something unreal to our lives, or something unreal to our minds. We might even de-value the things with real importance to us! Technology can be sweet, money can be sweey, when we are all in this modern world cherishing capitalism and consumerism. But then, are thing go the way they seem?

PS. Love the little touch they add to the song.
“And though I'm not as tall as you, I soar in my high-heels”

Sing-Sing website
Sing-Sing's my space

sweet creature

Sweet, sweet creature,
Oh, run, run to me.

Sweet, sweet creature,
I love your black fur.

Sweet, sweet creature,
Oh, you are mine!

no balances

Oh, I seem to find no balances between us,
Oh, I seem to find no balances with you.
I love the swings, I love the motions,
I love the vibrations.

Still, the fluctuations are all in between,
I love the swings, I love the motions,
I love the vibrations.

But I seem to find no balances with you.
Should I let them go?
Should I be out of my control?

Oh, the swings, the motions,
The vibrations,
They all can come in between.

My head, my heart,
They all just spin.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Given Up

Linkin' Park,
Minutes to Midnight album, 2007

Wake in a sweat again
Another day's been laid to waste
In my disgrace
Stuck in my head again
Feels like I'll never leave this place
There's no escape

I'm my own worst enemy

I've given up...
I'm sick of living
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating!
Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me!

I don't know what to take
Thought I was focused but I'm scared
I'm not prepared
I hyperventilate
Looking for help somehow somewhere
And no one cares

I'm my own worst enemy

I've given up...
I'm sick of living
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating!
Tell me what the fuck is wrong
with me!

GOD!

Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my...
Put me out of my fucking misery!

I've given up
I'm sick of living
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating!
Tell me what the fuck is
Wrong with me!

**World, Linkin’ Park is back with their third album just now. And though their music and rhythm go a little bit soft this time, the mantra still captures me, and somewhat still rescues my need to release as well. I am still in the very first phase of listening to the album, yet ‘Given up‘, ‘Shadow of the day’, as well ‘Valentine’s day’ already soothe me, smooth me! Oh, they come into rescue and I’m the one who needs that rescue!