struggling dreams

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Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always one reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there

so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

The most inspiring song… My favorite… Beautiful Release…

Don't judge book by its cover…

you never know what inside until you read it. But you can always sniff it. when it smells stink then you'll probably find shit inside!

My advise to you: believe what your nose tells you. it honest, and it even makes your eyes have a reasonable doubt. don't let naive people fool your perceiptives around by what they don't want to perceive and believe.

Leave heart out of this, because it only works in lifetime scheme� it never be pratical

this lyric below is about how your days get wasted…

Once upon a midnight dreary
I woke with something in my head
I couldn't escape the memory
Of a phone call and of what you said
Like a game show contestant with a parting gift
I could not believe my eyes
When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend
Who needs to humor me and tell me lies
Yeah humor me and tell me lies
And I'll lie too and say I don't mind
And as we seek so shall we find
And when you're feeling open I'll still be here
But not without a certain degree of fear
Of what will be with you and me
I still can see things hopefully

But you
Why you wanna give me a run-around
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me down

Run Around, Blues Traveller

I’m just a gigolo
And everywhere I go
People know the part I’m playin’
Pay for every dance
Selling each romance
Ooh, what they sayin’

There will come a day
When youth will pass away
What will they say about me
When the end comes I know
That I’m just a gigolo
Life goes on without me

I’m just a gigolo and everywhere I go
People know what Dave’s playin’
Pay for every dance
Selling each romance
Ooh, what they sayin’

There will come a day
When youth will pass away
What will they say about me
When the end comes I know
That I’m just a gigolo
Life goes on without me

‘Cause I ain’t got nobody
Nobody cares about me
Nobody, nobody cares for me

I’m so sad and lonely
Sad and lonely, sad and lonely
Won’t some sweet Mama
Come and take a chance with me
Coz I ain’t so bad

jarang ya dibahas mengenai kehidupan gigolo… kurang menarik kali…
padahal kayak rocker, gigolo juga manusia…