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Temporary home
Tuesday, January 17, 2012 | 1/17/2012 11:53:00 PM |
Listening to Corrine's Put your records on.. It is indeed a very nice song... The rhythm is so comforting as well as its lyric. Try listening to this song when you need to calm yourself, surely it will help. Seriously this song reminds me of my first School based experience project... Sigh~ Although I've heard it first from The Chipettes, but I liked the original version better (they sing nice too). I remembered downloading all of Corrine's songs but I forgot where have I saved them. Probably in one of my back up CDs...


But what would I like to write down today is not about that song... Remember how I promise to write Carrie Underwood's Temporary home? Well, here's the lyric:

Little boy, 6 years old
A little too used to bein' alone
Another new mom and dad,another school,
Another house that'll never be home
When people ask him how he likes this place
He looks up and says, with a smile upon his face

This is my temporary home
It's not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through
This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know this is my
Temporary Home

Young mom on her own.
She needs a little help, got nowhere to go
She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way out
Because a half-way house will never be a home
At night she whispers to her baby girl
"Someday we'll find a place here in this world

"This is our temporary home
It's not where we belong
Windows and rooms that we're passin' through
This is just a stop, on the way to where we're going
I'm not afraid because I know this is our
Temporary Home

Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with people he loves
And he whispers don't cry for me
I'll see you all someday
He looks up and says, "I can see God's face

"This is my temporary Home
It's not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through
This was just a stop,on the way to where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know... this was
My temporary home

I can really relate myself to that little boy, the alone mother and that old man... This place (or even this world) is just our temporary home... So STFU and live it like it's not yours! Kidding... My point is, I called home only to the place where I was born. Other than that (like this freaking hostel of mine) is nothing but a temporary home I'll be staying for the rest 2 years. I might leave this place with ease... or some pain in my heart... but it surely did mark mine heart with a big scar of memories... Just look at how them respond... The answers are so clear to define where we are now...


P/s: My brother called me just now right I after I called home... Bad news him bring but I'll settle things down when I get home. Just wait~ And uh here's a picture I found really interesting:

Maybe it's time for me to forget the whole business and lived with what I have now
(which is nothing)


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