Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Quiet Blues - Piano Solo by Luca Sestak
This guy is AMAZING! He's the best blues pianist I've found on Youtube and he's only 14 years old. Im speechless! Bravo! Bravo! :D
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Bright Burning Flame
Gravity,
It pulls anything and everything within its reach,
Not too long ago,
Like gravity, You pulled me,
Anything and everything towards You.
I can hear sad love songs whenever I think about You,
What we had was good - or so I thought,
What we had meant something - perhaps just for me,
I loved You and You loved me - at least, I thought You did.
It pains me sometimes,
To think about it,
But maturity comes with experience,
And Lord knows I've had experience,
So the whole experience - Our whole experience,
Does that make me more mature?
Perhaps a little more wise?
Or does it make me cautious?
Careful instead of mature,
Careful not to fall back into the cozy idea of You and me?
You've moved on,
Now that I know that,
Perhaps one day, just maybe,
I'll move on too, maybe,
I'll be able to let You go, maybe,
I'll fall out of Your gravity.
And that day,
The day that Your gravity has no more effect on me,
The day Your gravity doesn't pull me anymore,
That Day,
I am Free.
It pulls anything and everything within its reach,
Not too long ago,
Like gravity, You pulled me,
Anything and everything towards You.
I can hear sad love songs whenever I think about You,
What we had was good - or so I thought,
What we had meant something - perhaps just for me,
I loved You and You loved me - at least, I thought You did.
It pains me sometimes,
To think about it,
But maturity comes with experience,
And Lord knows I've had experience,
So the whole experience - Our whole experience,
Does that make me more mature?
Perhaps a little more wise?
Or does it make me cautious?
Careful instead of mature,
Careful not to fall back into the cozy idea of You and me?
You've moved on,
Now that I know that,
Perhaps one day, just maybe,
I'll move on too, maybe,
I'll be able to let You go, maybe,
I'll fall out of Your gravity.
And that day,
The day that Your gravity has no more effect on me,
The day Your gravity doesn't pull me anymore,
That Day,
I am Free.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
To My Beloved John
You're leaving, I cant believe it,
I don't want to believe it,
Its the awful truth, The fact no one wants to face,
But then again,
Do we really have a choice?
Every now and then, life hands us a surprise, a reality,
And its just too good to be true,
An unimaginable joy and its something You don't wanna let go,
That reality is Not true,
That feeling of unimaginable joy is Not true,
But Heartbreak, That's true.
There shall come a time, when u realise as i did,
That life WILL come up and bite you in the as*,
As it had so easily given,
It shall as easily take.
Silence has a sound,
And in the absence of your presence, Silence screams into my eardrums,
Taunting me,
Reminding me that I no longer can shield myself under the cover of your noise.
Love is a very strange thing,
Be wary of love and tread carefully, Its not safe territory,
And only a handful make it out alive,
Love creeps up behind you and grabs you, Knocking all the breath out of you,
Its a tingling feeling, reaching up to the tips of your fingers,
But child, Do not be fooled,
For feelings like that are only masks,
Feelings like that slowly rid you of what little sanity you have left,
And in the end, after its all gone,
You'll find yourself gasping for air,
The one breath of air,
That you'll Never get.
I don't want to believe it,
Its the awful truth, The fact no one wants to face,
But then again,
Do we really have a choice?
Every now and then, life hands us a surprise, a reality,
And its just too good to be true,
An unimaginable joy and its something You don't wanna let go,
That reality is Not true,
That feeling of unimaginable joy is Not true,
But Heartbreak, That's true.
There shall come a time, when u realise as i did,
That life WILL come up and bite you in the as*,
As it had so easily given,
It shall as easily take.
Silence has a sound,
And in the absence of your presence, Silence screams into my eardrums,
Taunting me,
Reminding me that I no longer can shield myself under the cover of your noise.
Love is a very strange thing,
Be wary of love and tread carefully, Its not safe territory,
And only a handful make it out alive,
Love creeps up behind you and grabs you, Knocking all the breath out of you,
Its a tingling feeling, reaching up to the tips of your fingers,
But child, Do not be fooled,
For feelings like that are only masks,
Feelings like that slowly rid you of what little sanity you have left,
And in the end, after its all gone,
You'll find yourself gasping for air,
The one breath of air,
That you'll Never get.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Keane - Somewhere Only We Know (piano cover)
I only hope to be able to play this good. But not all hope is lost! Somewhere in the not too distant future, I'll learn to play it. Just watch me.. : D
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