Said Goodbye

Said Goodbye

It's gotten cold, it's raining, you left
Things are clear now, the one I love, I've lost
The fallen leaves float on the surface of the lake sleeping

I want to let go, yet I can't let go, the tears are drifting
You take a look, you take a look but can't see
I pretend the past isn't important, yet I find out I can't do it

[We] said goodbye, only then do I find out we can't see each other again
I can't just lose your smile like this
The lipstick is on the corner of the table, but you and I can't find it
What do you say if we switched roles?

[We] said goodbye, only then do I find out we can't see each other again
Can I just bear the pain and hold back the tears like this
You said you'd be with me till we're old and that we'd go there to find eternity
Just another hug, a minute, a second will do

Your smile, your goodness, in my mind, they constantly whirl around
My hand can't forget the warmth of your hand
My heart breaks into pieces on the ground, I can't pick up that heart beat from the past
I'm imprisoned in the past and have no strength to run away

[We] say goodbye, only then do I find out we can't see each other again
Can I just bear the pain and hold back the tears like this
You said you'd be with me till we're old and that we'd go there to find eternity
Just another hug, a minute, a second will do

Fake Plastic Tree

Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins

It wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears...

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

And It wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out

And If I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted all the time

buku baru Coelho Accra

"Kecemasan lahir pada saat yang sama dengan manusia. Dan karena kita tidak akan pernah bisa menguasainya, kita harus belajar untuk hidup bersamanya -sama seperti kita telah belajar untuk hidup bersama badai."

gambar dari Goodread

14 Juli 1099. Yerusalem menunggu invasi tentara salib yang telah mengepung gerbang kota. Di sana, di dalam tembok kota kuno, pria dan wanita dari segala usia dan setiap agama telah berkumpul untuk mendengar kata-kata bijak dari seorang pria misterius yang hanya dikenal sebagai Imam Koptik tersebut. Dia telah memanggil warga kota untuk mengatasi ketakutan mereka dengan kebenaran:
“Di masa yang akan datang, harmoni berubah menjadi perselisihan. Sukacita akan digantikan oleh kesedihan. Perdamaian memicu perang. Tidak seorang pun tahu adakah yang masih bisa bertahan, karena setiap hari memiliki saat-saat baik dan saat-saat buruknya masing-masing. Jadi, ketika kamu mengajukan pertanyaanmu, lupakanlah pasukan di luar dan ketakutan yang ada di dalam. Tugas kita bukanlah untuk meninggalkan catatan tentang apa yang terjadi pada tanggal ini, bagi mereka yang akan mewarisi bumi; sejarah yang akan mengurus itu. Sebab itu, kita akan berbicara tentang kehidupan kita sehari-hari, tentang kesulitan yang harus kita hadapi. “Orang-orang mulai mempertanyakan tentang kekalahan, perjuangan, dan yang menjadi musuh-musuh mereka; mereka merenungkan kemauan untuk berubah dan nilai-nilai kebajikan loyalitas serta kesendirian; dan mereka akhirnya beralih mempertanyakan keindahan, cinta, kebijaksanaan, seks, keanggunan, dan masa depan yang dapat diraih. “Apakah kesuksesan itu?” tanya Imam Koptik tersebut. “Kesuksesan adalah ketika kamu dapat pergi ke tempat tidur setiap malam dengan jiwa yang damai.”

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Saat ini, setelah melewati waktu berabad-abad, jawaban orang bijak itu menjadi semacam catatan nilai-nilai manusia yang terus berubah sepanjang waktu. Dan, di tangan Paulo Coelho, Naskah yang Ditemukan di Accra mengungkapkan bahwa siapa diri kita, apa ketakutan kita, dan apa yang kita harapkan untuk masa depan, adalah  berasal dari pengetahuan serta keyakinan yang dapat ditemukan di dalam diri kita, dan bukan dari kesulitan yang mengelilingi kita.

under the west way

"Under The Westway"

There were blue skies in my city today
Ev'rything was sinking
Said snow would come on Sunday
The old school was due and the traffic grew
Upon the Westway
Where I stood watching comets lonesome trails
Shining up above me the jet fuel it fell
Down to earth where the money always comes first
And the sirens sing

Bring us the day they switch off the machines
'Cause men in yellow jackets putting adverts inside my dreams
An automated song and the whole world gone
Fallen under the spell of the distance between us when we communicate
Still picking up shortwave
Somewhere they're out in space
It depends how you're wired when the night's on fire
Under the Westway

Now it's magic arrows hitting the bull
Doing one eighty still standing at last call
When the flags coming down
And the Last Post sounds
Just like a love song
For the way I feel about you
Paradise not lost it's in you
On a permanent basis I apologize
But I am going to sing

Hallelujah
Sing it out loud and sing it to you
Am I lost out at sea
'Til a tide wash me up off the Westway