Five for Fighting
Ost. Chicken Little
I bruise you...you bruise me
We both bruise so easily
Too easily...to let it show
I love you...and that's all I know
And all my plans keep falling through
All my plans...they depend on you
Depend on you to help them grow
I love you...and that's all I know
When the singer's gone...let the song go on
It's a fine line between the darkness and the dawn
They say in the darkest night...there's a light beyond
And the endings always come at last
Endings always come too fast
They come too fast and they pass too slow
I love you and that's all...
It's really all I know
It's all I know
It's all I know
Hmm ya...gue mau cerita aja, Henin kalah kemaren di final Australian Open lawan Serena, kalahnya 4 - 6, 6 - 3, 2 - 6. Dan lo harus tau gue nangis setengah jam nonstop...ya gue tau sih untuk ukuran pemain comeback kayak gitu udah hebat banget, ya tapi gimana mau seneng sih kalo pemain favorit kalah sama pemain yang dibenci? Udah gitu wasit garisnya brgsk banget lagi...ya gitu lah gue ga mau cerita nanti gue naik darah. Ampe gue bangun pagi masih gelisah gara-gara itu...koran aja gue remes-remes kok tadi.
Ya udah...untuk Henin, good luck in the next tournament. Allez!
Adios!
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Superman (It's Not Easy)
Five for Fighting
America Town
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
I'm more than a bird...I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside the train
And it's not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see
It may sound absurd...but don't be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed...but won't you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
And it's not easy to be me
Up...up...ahead...away...away from me
Well...it's alright
You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy or anything
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Diggin' from Kryptonite on this one-way street
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet
Lookin' for special things inside of me
Inside of me...inside of me
Yeah...inside of me...
Inside of me
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet
Only a man lookin' for a dream
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet
And it's not easy...
It's not easy to be me
America Town
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
I'm more than a bird...I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside the train
And it's not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see
It may sound absurd...but don't be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed...but won't you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
And it's not easy to be me
Up...up...ahead...away...away from me
Well...it's alright
You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy or anything
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Diggin' from Kryptonite on this one-way street
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet
Lookin' for special things inside of me
Inside of me...inside of me
Yeah...inside of me...
Inside of me
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet
Only a man lookin' for a dream
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet
And it's not easy...
It's not easy to be me
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