Days Go By

Days Go By

by Jason Wade

So don't. Sit back, and watch the days go by.
Are you ever gonna live before you die?
And when things fall apart,
the world is coming down,
Leave it all behind.
Leave the loneliness alone.
You wait forever blind.

So come on and leave the years and you watch the days go by.
Come on and leave the fears that you were afraid to find,
cause while you wait inside, the days go by.

So all the memories fade and the days go by.
Forget the lonely years.
Today's in mind
I know its never gonna be the way you like
and I know you don't wanna think about,
all the endlessness you find.
You wait forever blind

So come on and leave the years and you watch the days go by.
Come on and leave the fears that you were afraid to find
you're waiting for your time
of these days gone wrong
who broke your fall
what a way to learn

so come on and leave the years and you watch the days go by
come on and leave the fears that you were afraid to find
cause time is passing by

missing bora

i have to say that i miss boracay already. haay..the cool morning mist, the stretch of glorious white sands plus the quaint souvenir shops and cafes. not to mention the sudden evening rain showers. we were in fact wet all the time. he he. we braved through it all though. it was worth it i guess.while everyone associates boracay with the blazing heat and exciting nightlife, we'd remember it as peaceful and secluded haven. i remember seeing people mostly foreigners just lounging on one of the cafes and propped with a book. thats how i see boracay, a place where one can simply loosen up, have fun, while having a grand panoramic view of the beach.

the rain was always present and in different forms- dew in the very early morning, mist around 9, fog at noon, drizzle during the afternoons and a full-blown habagat at dusk and early evenings! but still, i loved everything about it. as in!

on our second day there, the group has decided to go on island-hopping! we were on the last activity for that island hopping, w/c was snorkelling, when all of a sudden it rained. hard. i was freaking out. the chicken in me. he he. we were in the middle of the sea and we're on a small boat with katig w/c was supposed to calm me down because according to them, it will float no matter what. but i just wanted to go back. and ofcourse we couldn't. we had to wait for it to stop because of the strong winds. i was putting my faith on the thought that oliver and dorian was so excited to go snorkelling despite the rain. fine! fine! fine! we were cold and chilling. i was thinking of hypothermia. drowning. being eaten by sharks. not reaching the age of 30. of not experienciung true love. honestly, everything bad and morbid. but I survived it. i really did. maybe because of the view that we had. we can see the rain as it glided among the countryside towards us who were floating at sea. i kept on telling them, "Uy, umuulan dun o". the next thing i knew, we were drenched with rainwater. it felt great afterwards. haay what an experience! shempre, only in bora! ;)

it still is the best indulgence i had this year. despite the gusty wind and frequent rains, i managed to succumb to the magic of boracay. oh yes, boracay! at last! i still am absorbing the fact that i was there last week. while it took me 29 years to finally ride a plane, it didn't even take me one long minute to fall in love with bora. i was bewitched at first sight! though it was raining when we stayed there, the beach could not hide its beauty. the waters were pale blue but clear. the very long stretch of white pulvoronic sands made it all the more dramatic and simply breathtaking. while travel brochures have used every superfluous words to describe it, i still think it can never be overrated.

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Waiting for the World to Fall

Waiting for the World to Fall

by Jars of Clay

I'm afraid it's been too long to try to find the reasons why
I let my world close in around a smaller patch of fading sky
But now I've grown beyond the walls to where I've never been
And it's still winter in my wonderland


I'm waiting for the world to fall
I'm waiting for the scene to change
I'm waiting when the colors come
I'm waiting to let my world come undone

I close my eyes and try to see the world unbroken underneath
The farther off and already it just might make the life I lead
A little more than make-believe when all my skies are painted blue
And all the clouds don't ever change the shape of who I am to You

I'm waiting for the world to fall
I'm waiting for the scene to change
I'm waiting when the colors come
I'm waiting to let my world come undone

When I catch the light of falling stars my view is changing me
My view is changing me

I'm waiting