If I were a meteorite, a silly meteorite,
I would bear the vast loneliness from rock to rock
To look for you.
I would catch you in a beautiful collision,
And keep you safe from debris and fall.
If I were a bird, a very patient bird,
I would search the heavens from sky to sky,
To look for you.
I would lift you high above the clouds,
And keep you happy for life and more.
If I were a fish, a brave little fish,
I would chase the sharks from sea to sea,
To look for you.
I would hold you tight against currents and tides,
And keep you warm from monsters and all.
If I am a guy, an idealistic guy,
I will bear the vast loneliness,
And
If I were a meteorite, a silly meteorite,
I would bear the vast loneliness from rock to rock
To look for you.
I would catch you in a beautiful collision,
And keep you safe from debris and fall.
If I were a bird, a very patient bird,
I would search the heavens from sky to sky,
To look for you.
I would lift you high above the clouds,
And keep you happy for life and more.
If I were a fish, a brave little fish,
I would chase the sharks from sea to sea,
To look for you.
I would hold you tight against currents and tides,
And keep you warm from monsters and all.
If I am a guy, an idealistic guy,
I will bear the vast loneliness,
And
I used to think that everyone of us has a unique story to share - a tale of love and loss, a chronicle of hopes and dreams, a narrative of hardwork and sacrifice, a sequel of youth and maturity, or perhaps a memoir of regret and acceptance.
But I have come to realise that stories are an inadequate medium of self-expression. Words and images can never truly encapsulate the entire essence of our feelings in particular incidents. We are, after all, very complex creatures. Whereas stories follow certain logic and linearity, our lives often do not.
This is why I now subscribe to a different belief: there resides, within each of us, an unsung mel