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Saturday, March 26, 2011

our canon in d

Boredom stroked inevitably when faced the tons of on-hand assignments. Reading back some abandoned blogs, bits and pieces of memories just appeared in my minds again. Instead of reminiscing over it again, I spent my noon for watching two episodes of Ghost Whisperer (A newlywed with the ability to communicate with the earthbound spirits of the recently deceased overcomes scepticism and doubt to help send their important messages to the living and allow the dead to pass on to the other side). Well, the plots of each episode just touched my heart and i got with weary eyes. Uhh.. what will you wish to tell your husband/wife if you passed away and didn't get a chance to say goodbye? The old man requested Melinda to help her to pass the message to his wife," Tell her I want her to keep having a glass of champagne every friday night, I want her to light the fire as we always did, and make our secret toast to the moon and stars like we always did. And tell her never to feel alone. "

Death might be just the final destiny we would go through,
but will we leave with no regrets?

If you could go back and change one thing about your life, would you?

Aaron Angello - Our Canon in D

I wrote a song for you
I don't know if you'll listen to
But if you do
I don't think you
Will understand the poetry
Don't think I'll let you go
So easily, girl you don't know
The depths to which
I understand

Just how much you were meant for me

I had a dream last night
That we somehow had made it right
And everything
Was new and green
And we could dance eternally

But then the sun came out
And I woke up to face the doubt
That you and I
Would ever see
Each other as we used to be

Can't understand
How the feeling that we know we had
Could just be abandoned
Be tossed into the wind
So easily
It cannot be
You know it meant too much

When in the end
After everything is said and done
See, we chose to spend
An eternity without
A melody
A symphony
A life without our Canon in D

I've heard a story told
About a staircase made of gold
That winds its way
Up through the clouds
And stops at Heaven's door
And if some day I stand
Before that door without your hand
Wrapped up in mine
I'll sit right down
And wait forever more

Repeat #chorus

The sun is sinking low
It's time for me to go
And try
To just get by

Just had some fairy tale dream on my mind again..I guess all girls are the same, hoping to capture stacks of photos with the loved ones and perhaps have some nice moments to be displayed through videos during wedding. I wish this song will be sung by my prince one day..Perhaps someone play this song with guitar =)