Peter Gabriel - Book Of Love Lyrics
The book of love is long and boringNo one can lift the damn thingIt's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancingBut II love it when you read to meAnd youYou can read me anythingThe book of love has music in itIn fact that's where music comes fromSome of it is just transcendentalSome of it is just really dumbBut II love it when you sing to meAnd youYou can sing me anythingThe book of love is long and boringAnd written very long agoIt's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxesAnd things we're all too young to knowBut II love it when you give me thingsAnd youYou ought to give me wedding ringsAnd II love it when you give me thingsAnd youYou ought to give me wedding ringsAnd II love it when you give me thingsAnd youYou ought to give me wedding ringsYou ought to give me wedding rings
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Sunday, March 18, 2007
TISSED
Seasons come and seasons go
But with some memories u take a bow
Happy toasts and laughs galore
A few moments we all simply adore
From Wise cracks to funny lines
And significant pauses to weary whines
Through sleepless nights and tense days
We found a million ways
But, at this momentous point of departure
In our hearts, a rupture
As we leave with a joyous cry
Of being TISSED for life!
But with some memories u take a bow
Happy toasts and laughs galore
A few moments we all simply adore
From Wise cracks to funny lines
And significant pauses to weary whines
Through sleepless nights and tense days
We found a million ways
But, at this momentous point of departure
In our hearts, a rupture
As we leave with a joyous cry
Of being TISSED for life!
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
China Town
when ppl hav told me about the kind of flux that exists in life...
i have never really listened.
one naturally tends to believe in the status quo
but alas!! it is but a garb worn by the fates to blindfold u into believing in the fairytales of happy living....
and then one fine morning when the tide turns to upset ur neatly set dining table,
sending ur favorite crockery set crashing to the floor
u are jolted out of your reverie, you stand there looking at the mess
and are left picking up the pieces!
For nthg is forever...
not the gud times or the bad ones and those that are on their way to your abode...
the laughter shared, the tears hidden away and the promises sworn by...
evrything stands nullified in less than a moment...
i have never really listened.
one naturally tends to believe in the status quo
but alas!! it is but a garb worn by the fates to blindfold u into believing in the fairytales of happy living....
and then one fine morning when the tide turns to upset ur neatly set dining table,
sending ur favorite crockery set crashing to the floor
u are jolted out of your reverie, you stand there looking at the mess
and are left picking up the pieces!
For nthg is forever...
not the gud times or the bad ones and those that are on their way to your abode...
the laughter shared, the tears hidden away and the promises sworn by...
evrything stands nullified in less than a moment...
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