life, the tragedy.

And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breathes as I said to myself that I’d already taken too much today
As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me
Away from me
Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that out memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself

‘Cause there’s no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I’m thinking of what Sarah said that “Love is watching someone die”

So who’s going to watch you die?..

lyrics of what sarah said – death cab for cutie

life, and death (not necessarily physical) in particular as part of life, is really the ultimate tragedy.

school life makes such mindless activity these days. or maybe its just singapore. in any case, we have to first bypass that system.

happy children’s day people.


~ by moz on October 1, 2006.

2 Responses to “life, the tragedy.”

  1. ah ): no more children’s day for the rest of my Life. tsk.

  2. Hmm I haven’t tagged here in a while.
    Death Cab for the Cutie
    a. Transatlanticism
    b. Brothers on a Hotel Bed
    c. What Sarah Said
    d. Passenger Seat
    e. Tiny Vessels

    In order of preference… oh yes group mugging for As please…

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