Sympathize

I wondered two nights ago in the middle of our conversation, that had I truely had this talk with you a little earlier, would things be any different between us today?

You know, I saw the answer in your eyes that night, your eyes don't lie.

Time will tell if I am wrong, but life is more than just a matter of supply and demand. Nor are there always an anwser to every question we may have now.

In the end, it's a matter of being able to go beyond our comfort zones, to explore what life has got to offer for us, together.

You may not see it now, and I hope you will not regret it. You may be free now, but you've been here before, and yet you still do not know what you are chasing after.

I cannot live that out but I sure can sympathize,

and too bad that I may not be there to comfort you when you finally figured it out.

The point is, your eyes, they were sad and watery that night,

and they don't lie.

25

At 25, I finally come to terms that life is all about keeping some things loose, while keeping some things tight. It's about remembering who I am, and who I am not; remembering who they are, and who they are not.

At 25, I will no longer live in the shadows of anyone, or any kinds of idealogy.

I will learn how to receive, before learning how to give.

I will love how to love myself before giving that love to someone else.

And yeh, it's time to kick start my life in full motion again (yet still be opened to interuptions);

time to settle down (a little bit);

time to take a slightly bigger step each time;

time to realise what my dreams are in life, and forego a dreamless life,

and time to learn how to stick by a set of morals, instead of finding something else to blame.

'Cos I won't become those people who will stay up late because they cannot sleep,
clenching to things they think they got, but which they cannot keep.

I am loving life again.

* * *

Bottom of the Barrel


I keep on livin',
to keep from cryin'.
I keep on dreamin',
to keep from dyin'.
I keep on trying,
I aint gonna stop.

Get right down to the bottom of the barrel and float back on top.

We all know someone,
whos always hurtin',
The sun is shinin',
they draw the curtain.
One thing for certain,
the pain aint gonna stop.

You get right down to the bottom of the barrel and float back on top.

Cuz i know the grass,
is always greener in someone else's yard.
And the world is so much meaner,
when your heart is hard.

I go out walkin',
in any season.
It could be rainin',
it could be freezin'.
I don't need no reason,
it's just so pleasin'.
And i can't stop.

You get right down to the bottom of the barrel and float back on top.

You get right down to the bottom of the barrel and float back on top.


- Amos Lee


* * *