the blues

it has been a slow start to the new year... i like to think of it as the slow pace one takes at the beginning of a marathon, and then slowly building up speed along the course of the journey.
after all, nobody bursts off at full speed during the start right? (sure burnout)

and so, although the year has already begun, school will only begin next week, therefore the four of us (hz, aloy, yuquan, and myself) will be setting off on our trip tomorrow to malaysia, travelling from penang down to kl and then jb and finally singapore. subsequently, it will be moving back to sheares hall and getting ready for lessons again... but for now, i'm quite excited about the trip because we're gonna' have experienced locals with us to bring us to the cheap and good delicacies!
this will be the last chance to fully unwind before school term dictates that we shall have reduced levels of freedom to do fun things   :o|


on a sidenote, i have fully set up my now functional blackberry bold 9790.
wonder if that's a good thing; too much technology often proves to be otherwise...

hmm mixed feelings on this issue.

is this the new year or just another night?
is this the new fear or just another fright?
is this the new tear or just another desperation?
is this the finger or just another fist?
is this the kingdom or just a hit-and-miss?
a misdirection, but most in all this desperation

is this what they call freedom?
is this what you call pain?
is this what they call discontented fame?
it'll be a day like this one
when the world caves in

i'm singing this one like a broken piece of glass
from broken arms and broken noses in the back
is this the new year or just another desperation?

you push until you're shoving
you bend until you break
till you stand on the broken fields where our fathers lay
it'll be a day like this one
when the world caves in

there's nothing here worth saving
is no one here at all?
is there any net left that could break our fall?
it'll be a day like this one
when the sky falls down
and the hungry and poor and deserted are found
are you discontented?
have you been pushing hard?
have you been throwing down this broken house of cards?
it'll be a day like this one
when the world caves in

is there nothing left now?
nothing left to sing?
are there any left who haven't kissed the enemy?
is this the new year or just another desperation?
does justice never find you?
do the wicked never lose?
is there any honest song to sing besides these blues?

and nothing is okay
till the world caves in