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appreciate
silence.

Passenger Seat I roll the window down and then begin to breathe
in the darkest country road and the strong scent of evergreen
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home
Then looking upwards I strained my eyes and
try to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home
Do they collide? I ask and you smile.
With my feet on the dash, the world doesn't matter.
When you feel embarrassed then I'll be your pride
When you need directions then I'll be the guide for all time
for all time..

well, it was a great morning today but i dont seen to able to smile.
then i remembered wei saying that i was semi-depressed.
i guess i am. a void a void. it made so much sense at that point of time.
then i got outta house and i plucked in my earphones.
'Passenger Seat' started playing and i thought God answered my prayer!

stamp'd 10:07

Wednesday, November 09, 2005