i am a one way motorway,
i’m the one that drives away
then follows you back home.
i am a street light shining,
i’m a wild light blinding bright,
burning off alone.

it’s times like these you learn to live again
it’s times like these you give and give again
it’s times like these you learn to love again
it’s times like these time and time again

i am a new day rising,
i’m a brand new sky,
to hang the stars upon tonight.
i am a little divided,
do i stay or run away?
and leave it all behind?

it’s times like these you learn to live again
it’s times like these you give and give again
it’s times like these you learn to love again
it’s times like these time and time again

Times Like These
Foo Fighters

another raining-outside-cup-of-chai-in-your-hand song : )

it's funny how on some days the first thought to go through your head when you wake up in the morning and lazily rub sleep out of your eyes is

"i can't wait for it to be night again"

twisted between
the layers (like skin,
so warm to the touch of a stranger)
of words unspoken
and sights unseen,
i thought i heard you sing
to me,
once.

and walking down red paths,
in cities we've never seen,
marvelling at sights that no-one else knows exist,
i spoke,
to you,
once.

and that,
that is all that matters.

everytime..it's like meeting an old love, except that this romance never ended, never begun, never went through the intricacies of entrapment or falling, never went through separations, never wavered. background music, always attracting my senses so much more than anything placed squarely before my face and underneath my eyes.

i can stare at you for hours.


i speak, ofcourse, of rain.

yes..that's right, i steal. i also lie and cheat.

funny, always thought that you already knew that.

and it's just a little funny,
how your face cracks open into that wide smile,
so easily.
enough to make you want to cry,
really.

i wonder, sometimes, if this space doesn't give me a level of indulgence that's just a little unhealthy. like that strawberry cheesecake i can't stop dreaming about..beautiful, pure, innocent, white cheesecake, with that layer of deep red (you could sink into it). heaven.