Sunday, February 22, 2009

Let's Just Lie

Common expressions we familiarize
Ourselves come first, that's how we prioritize
We talk so much about changing the world
But have we found change
It's what we need first

Every now and then, we say that we love
Claim that it comes from heaven above
Hypocrites we are, our lips say we care
Is there truth amongst us? Our hearts testify we hate

Let's just lie and say we care
Let's hug and profess love in the air
What burden is there to bear?
Life's great, so why do we care?

Just An Update

Hey.

I know. This blog has been dormant for a very long time. I suppose dust must have been collected here so much that all you can view is just dust. Haha! But no worries. Lately, inspiration has somewhat returned to me, and things have been rather interesting.

Before I forget. I managed to record Bid You Goodbye again, and it sounds pretty awesome. Too bad I have no idea how to upload the music here for your hearing. Once I figure out the HTML and what player I can use to put up the music, I'll sure put it up immediately. All thanks to Hajok, Gavan and John Jerald for helping in the process. And also, yes, your support thus far. Although this recording wasn't done professionally, but well, I suppose I've gotta start somewhere. =)

Anyway! Will be updating more soon! Stay tuned for more!

Friday, July 18, 2008

You Carried Me

You Carried Me
Unknown Artist

It's only when I look back
And traced the way
My crooked path has wandered
I see the footprints in the sand
And I realized You were there beside me
Every single day

You carried me through all of my trials
You carried me when I was troubled and alone
When my strength had gone
Couldn't get along without You

You carried me so I wouldn't stumble
You carried me just when I needed someone there
Who would be a friend
And I reached the end
Because He carried me

And now as I turn to face the narrow way
With shadows growing longer
I know my Savior's by my side
Always there for me
And He'll care for me
When the enemy draws near

He carried me through all of my trials
He carried me when I was troubled and alone
When my strength had gone, couldn't get along without Him

He carried me so I wouldn't stumble
He carried me just when I needed someone there
Who would be a friend
And I reached the end because He carried me

You carried me through all of my trials
You carried me when I was troubled and alone
When my strength had gone, couldn't get along without You

You carried me so I wouldn't stumble
You carried me just when I needed someone there
Who would be a friend
And I reached the end because You carried me

Friday, July 4, 2008

When You Look Me In The Eyes

When You Look Me In The Eyes
Jonas Brothers

If the heart is always searching,
Can you ever find a home?
I've been looking for that someone,
I'll never make it on my own.
Dreams can't take the place of loving you,
There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true.

When you look me in the eyes,
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright,
When you're right here by my side.
When you look me in the eyes,
I catch a glimpse of heaven.
I find my paradise,
When you look me in the eyes.

How long will I be waiting,
To be with you again?
Gonna tell you that I love you,
In the best way that I can.
I can't take a day without you here,
You're the light that makes my darkness disappear.

When you look me in the eyes,
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright,
When you're right here by my side.
When you look me in the eyes,
I catch a glimpse of heaven.
I find my paradise,
When you look me in the eyes.

More and more, I start to realize,
I can reach my tomorrow,
I can hold my head up high,
And it's all because you're by my side.

When you look me in the eyes,
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright,
When you're right here by my side.
And when I hold you in my arms,
I know that it's forever
I just gotta let you know,
I never wanna let you go, cause

When you look me in the eyes.
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright, (it's alright)
When you're right here by my side. (by my side)
When you look me in the eyes,
I catch a glimpse of heaven. (oh)
I find my paradise,
When you look me in the eyes.


Jottings:
Have you ever heard how bias people can get about songs when they were affected in the past, and those songs never fail to bring to surface the past right before their eyes, causing them to relive the torment and fear - all over again?

Perhaps that is so for me.

I realized that many songs written these days are of the surface values. Songs that speak of being okay when a special someone is beside; but is that really true?

Perhaps I am bias because there was a certain past when I had experienced something like that - believing that things will be okay when a special someone was by my side to support me. Little did I care to realize that it was actually my foolish eyes that refused to see the selfishness both in me and that special someone; we both want our dreams, which clashed terribly.

I suppose that is part of growing up - when you experience hurt and love both at the same time.

Well, to scrutinize this song, the lyrics are really fantasy-like. Chord progressions are simple in imitating, as well as the tag. But all in all, catchy and pleasing to the ears.

However, I do not just go for the feel of the music; I go for the lyrics too.

I suppose my biasness is properly displayed. Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against this song.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Sober

Sober
Kelly Clarkson

I don’t know
This could break my heart or save me
Nothing’s real
Until you let go completely
So here I go with all my thoughts I’ve been saving
So here I go with all my fears weighing on me

Three months and I’m still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
But I know it’s never really over

And I don’t know
I could crash and burn but maybe
At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me
So I won’t worry about my timing, I want to get it right
No comparing, second guessing, no not this time

Three months and I’m still breathing
Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in but I know
It’s never really over, no

Wake up

Three months and I’m still standing here
Three months and I’m getting better yeah
Three months and I still am

Three months and it’s still harder now
Three months I’ve been living here without you now
Three months yeah
Three months I hurt

Three months and I’m still breathing
Three months and I still remember it
Three months and I wake up

Three months and I’m still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Things to know about being a composer

Your songs are your treasures.

Nobody can tell you that they and deserved to be blotted from the memories of your listeners; but people can tell you what they think about it - good or otherwise. Nobody can tell you that you do not deserve the chance to be a composer; but others can tell you that you could try harder and improve. Although people may criticize your work; some do out of love and care.

No matter what, never ever stop singing the new song of your heart and soul. They are your treasures.

Seek not to conform to what they say; seek to speak what your heart tells you to.

However, knowing this, never stop improving. Never stop seeking ways to write better lyrics (although the quality of lyrics - unless under a set of strict measurable standard rules - will vary from one to another) and never stop learning chord progressions to improve your songs.

There is never a bad composer; only a lazy composer.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Someone's Watching Over Me

Someone's Watching Over Me
Hilary Duff

I found myself today
Oh, I found myself and ran away
But something pulled me back
A voice of reason, I forgot I had
All I know is you're not here to say
What you always used to say
But it’s written in the sky tonight

[Chorus:]
So I won’t give up
No, I won’t break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe
Someone’s watching over me

I’ve seen that ray of light
And it’s shining on my destiny
Shining all the time
And I won’t be afraid
To follow everywhere it’s taking me
All I know is yesterday is gone
And right now I belong
To this moment, to my dreams

[Chorus]

It doesn’t matter what people say
And it doesn’t matter how long it takes
Believe in yourself
And you’ll fly high
And it only matters how true you are
Be true to yourself and follow your heart

So I won’t give up
No I won’t break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe...

That I won’t give up
No I won’t break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even when it all goes wrong
When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe...

That someone’s watching over,
Someone's watching over,
Someone's watching over me
(Yeah yeah, oh oh...)
Someone's watching over me

Jottings:
It's 4.30am now as I type this. I've just finished a major portion of my heavy assignments. Though it seems as if I'm done, I have to admit that the journey of frustrations and mental blockage has just begun.

But just as I was listening to some songs while doing up my assignment, this song just caught my attention. No doubt, the melody was catchy; but what made me search for the lyrics was the bits and pieces I hear in the song. Inspiring it is.

I just realized that in every person, be they strong or weak emotionally, there will always be a part within that desires companionship. Though many mask this need (which I don't think it foolish, for it is a defensive mechanism), they fail to experience the care and love they desperately need.

Yet, should they do otherwise, there will be a huge possibility they be hurt; and should such continue, they would withdraw to self-pity, solitude...

We need somebody to love. We need somebody to care. We need somebody to continually tell us that we are loved and treasured - no matter how rusted we are.

But face the truth, nobody out there will specially do such a benevolent philanthropic thing for us, because they are experiencing the same thing too.

At the end of the day, it boils down to this: how much do we love ourselves. If we knew how to cherish ourselves, if we knew how to love ourselves, if we knew how important we are to ourselves, then we wouldn't first seek comfort from others; we would be assured that we are loved, because we first love ourselves.

Love, then, begins from ourselves.

Let us conquer our worse enemies - ourselves.