Swim...

When life gives you a tidal wave of trials and tribulation,just swim...


You've gotta swim
Swim for your life
Swim for the music that saves you
When you're not so sure you'll survive
You've gotta swim
Swim when it hurts
The whole world is watching
You haven't come this far to fall off the earth

The currents will pull you
Away from your love
Just keep your head above

I found a tidal wave
Begging to tear down the door
Memories like bullets
They fired at me from a gun
A crack in the armor yeah
I swim for brighter days
Despite the absence of sun
Choking on saltwater
I'm not giving in
I swim

You've gotta swim
Through nights that won't end
Swim for your family
Your lovers
Your sisters and brothers
And friends
You've gotta swim
Through wars without cause
Swim for the lost politicians
Who don't see their greed as a flaw

The currents will pull us
Away from our love
Just keep your head above

I found a tidal wave
Begging to tear down the door
Memories like bullets
They fired at me from a gun
A crack in the armor yeah
I swim for brighter days
Despite the absence of sun
Choking on saltwater
I'm not giving in
I'm not giving in
I swim

You've gotta swim
Swim in the dark
There's no shame in drifting
Feel the tide shifting
And wait for the spark
Yeah, You've gotta swim
Don't let yourself sink
Just find the horizon
I promise you it's not as far as you think

The currents will drag us
Away from our love
Just keep your head above

Just keep your head above
Swim
Just keep your head above
Swim, swim
Just keep your head above
Swim...


Swim by Jack's Mannequin.

I'd Hate To Be You When People Find Out What This Song Is About...

I used to have the world in my hands.I was perhaps the luckiest and happiest guy in he world.Was.Of course I can remember,it was only last year.Time and time again,I play-backed the course of events in my mind.How I took her heart,how I felt her fingers between mine and unfortunately,how it ended so briefly.Just like every other person who has suffered a break up,I have my own memory box where I keep all her photograph,gifts and letters neatly and free for browsing at any time of the day.I sieved through the items one by one,in the order of the time I received it.I felt my heart sink ever so deeply and it took me quite a while to regain my composure.That was perhaps one of the moments in life in which I felt most vulnerable.

"We've been friends since forever.And I don't want to screw things up.No matter what happens,we'll still be great friends.I'm still the same person I was before yesterday,and you're still you.And that won't change."

Your words hit my hard.It felt as if I had let everybody down but more importantly,the both of us.I must confess that when we parted,I felt a slight bruise.But that was as far as it went then,a year on,the bruise left a scar and that was the few times in which I truly felt regret.A sense of loss which I can never take back and change now that it's beyond my control and way out of my hands.I am disappointed as to how it ended and how I wish it would've lasted longer.Disappointed of myself for letting you go just like that.Regret for how things are now.We are nothing but strangers now.Remorse as to how it will stay that way for perhaps,the rest of our lives.I do not ever regret being together with you although I wished that I could be with you now that I've grown up.

Loved and lost.Haven't we heard that before being used over and over again.

One thing I can be sure is that you have made me a stronger person.It moulded me to who I am today.Sure I haven't changed much but I know my strengths and weaknesses better now than ever before and I'm still trying to overcome my fears.You're probably leading a better life now and I'm glad it turned out well for you.At least I feel more at ease.Though I don't show it,I still and will continue to keep an extra look out for you knowing or unknowingly because you are still the special few people in my life.And I'm still wearing your heart on my sleeve with your favourite songs in the background.

To be honest,I don't blame you for what has happened now.Maybe it was also because I deserved it.By penning down my thoughts into words and words into lines,you probably felt I went overboard.Half the time,I was thinking about you as I was writing it down in ink.And the melody just came with such ease.Smooth transitions and with time,it garnered attention and became a hit.You don't deserve all that treatment.I am sorry for using our story,more importantly,you as the subject.I know you hated it.And you have every right to to hate me as well.I'm sorry for everything.I'd hate to be you when people find out what this song is about...


And we both go down together
We'd stay there forever
Just try to get up
And I'm sorry
This wasn't easy
When I asked you, believe me
And never let go

Well, I'm thinking of the worst things
That I could say to you
But a promise doesn't mean a thing
Anymore
And this never will be right with me
And now you're trying to desperately
But I'm tongue tied and terrified of what i'll say

And then we both go down together
We may stay there forever
And just try to get up
And I'm sorry
This wasn't easy
When I asked you, believe me
You never let go
But I let go

I could only sing you sad songs
And you could sing along
And you could see the melody
That's been calling out your wrongs
And this never will be right with me
And now you're trying to desperately
But I'm tongue tied and terrified of what I'll say
But I never told you everything
I'm losing hope and fading dreams
And every single memory along the way

And then we both go down together
We may stay there forever
And just try to get up
And I'm sorry
This wasn't easy
When I asked you, believe me
You never let go
But I let go

And we both go down together
And stay there forever
Just try to get up

And then we both go down together
We may stay there forever
And just try to get up
And I'm sorry
This wasn't easy
When I asked you, believe me
You never let go
But I let go...


I'd Hate To Be You When People Find Out What This Song Is About by Mayday Parade.

Whoever She Is...

College was the best years of my life.I wasn't part of the popular kids but I certainly wasn't the most hated either.At least for most parts of it.I had very few friends.Few but important.They were the ones that kept me going.Because of my quiet nature,it was natural for me to become the listening ear to all their problems,especially their relationships.I choose to think that it's because of the way I show respect by paying full attention to what they have to say that makes me the perfect comforter despite my inexperience and my inability to counsel them.

Some come and go,others stayed around longer because of their love-hate relationship, something which I can never understand.I can't see how someone can love somebody so much that they will hang on to the person despite all the pain he/she had to go through.Abused, physically or mentally.

A friend told me that it's the love that keeps the couple together.

And he's not wrong to say that but if you were the one listening to all the complaints of one party about their supposed lover,I can't help but doubt.Because I only hear one side of the story,incidents tend to be put across with a biased view.And sometimes people don't actually mean what they say.I for one,mistook the signals of appreciation for something that is more.Who can blame me?Love works in mysterious ways and it could be one of many.Sympathy became hopes and dreams.The victim on the other decided to play along and created this world of possibilities with me and her in mind.What's wrong with that?It was just a thought.Wild imagination that led to nothing.

And it stayed that way for days,weeks,months,years.I know things were never going to work out in the end because she can't stray away.Voluntarily or involuntarily,she's stuck with her lover.

Stupid.Foolish.Naive.

Those were some of the words thrown in to describe the ordeal that I was a part of.I'm not proud of it,but I know it was hard to swallow.It took me a while before I realised how used I felt because it seemed as if I was a pawn in her game of chess.Her methods of self-pity is an easy way to get my attention and care.Somewhere along the line,I thought that I felt something for her.I probably still think that I do right now but now there's a part of me that says "there she goes again,playing her cards right into your heart".She blamed it on temptations.I blamed it on naivety.I guess some people like the attention they get and the feeling of being loved by many.

Matters of the hearts can never be that simple,if it is,cracks will never have formed in the first place.We were both the faults of our own problems as much we don't want to admit it.We played our parts well and we should end it that way.Nothing more,nothing less.Rumours started cropping and soon enough,I became the villain.I was labelled the 'couple breaker' and guys hated me for being best of friends with their girlfriends.They were insecure of my very presence and I can understand why.They weren't so much scared of me,they were more scared of their relationships turning awry.I was to some extent,the remedy to relationship problems for the girls and the root of relationship problems for the boys.

I hated that.I hated myself for making that mistake.Twice.The mistake which inevitably became my reputation.I felt miserable.One by one,my best friends disappeared into oblivion.I blamed it on their boyfriends for taking them away from me.But,what can I do?To prevent further complications,I decided not to contact them myself in case their boyfriends found out and that only means more trouble.

Matured.Wisened.

5 years on,it's safe to say that things haven't changed much in this town.I've grown used to it and it didn't matter to me anymore what people are saying about me.

Ignorance.Accustomed.Thick-skinned.

I still lead my quiet life.From time to time,I receive phone calls at odd hours from my long lost friends,just 'checking in' on me.This time around,I tried to not give myself away cheaply.They mistake me for being cold and no longer the friend that I was then.I was no longer her getaway from all misery.My excuse?Love and lost.Sure,I still am the listening ear to them but it's all professional.Nothing more,nothing less.

College was the best years of my life.I wasn't part of the popular kids but I certainly wasn't the most hated either.At least for most parts of it.I had very few friends.Few but important.They were the ones that kept me going.But whoever she is,whoever she may be;one thing is for sure,I don't have to worry...


(See disclaimer at bottom of post,thanks.)

I thought I had my girl but she ran away
My car got stolen and I'm gonna be late
For work this week, make that the fourth day straight
But I'm fine with it

(You don't have to worry)
I thought I had it all but I gave it away
I quit that old job now I'm doing okay
Those material things they can't get in my way
Cause I'm over it

But whatever she may be
She could be money, cars, fear of the dark
Your best friends or just strangers in bars
Whoever she is, whoever she may be
One thing's for sure, you don't have to worry

(You don't have to worry)
And this is the part where you find out who you are
And these are your friends, those who've been there from the start
So to hell with the bad news, dirt on your new shoes
It rained all of May til the month of June

But wherever she may be
She could be money, cars, fear of the dark
Your best friends or just strangers in bars
Whoever she is, whoever she may be
One thing's for sure, you don't have to worry

And every day, in every way oh, she will look the same
And every care you used to have just seems to float away
And every day, in every way oh, she will look the same
And every care you used to have just seems to float away

To hell with your new shit
And whether or not you think you fit in

She could be money, cars, fear of the dark
(Fear of the dark)
Your best friends or just strangers in bars
(Strangers in bars)
Whoever she is, whoever she may be
One thing's for sure

She could be rainy days, minimum wage
A book that ends with no last page
Whoever she is, whoever she may be
One thing's for sure, you don't have to worry...


Whoever She Is by The Maine.


Adapted from The Deepest and Darkest Secrets of Alex Fred's Mind.
Names, character, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Valentine's Day...

Love is in the air,I can smell it all around me.Oh,the sweet scent of pretty flowers and everything red.It's kind of nice and refreshing to see Singapore very much in love but of course,looks can be very deceiving.It made me reflect though on a lot of things in life.A few questions came to my mind.Alone?Yes,I am.Lonely?I don't think so.I've gotten used to it and besides,it's nice to be in the driving seat and take control of my own life.Happy?Maybe not satisfied enough to be considered happy.Unhappy?Far from it.I like my life,despite the dull,boring and same old same old routine.I wouldn't trade it for another person's.Jealous?Sometimes.I'm sure we get that at some point of time.But again,I would like to emphasise that being single has got it's pros.For one,I feel invincible.I can do anything I want without having to care about the world since it revolves around me.I'm not egoistic in any way but I feel good not having to worry about what my girlfriend will think of me if I did anything stupid or wrong.Of course it'll be doubly cool if my girlfriend allows me to be stupid and nonsensical but let's not get there shall we.

And also,I get to go around with a signboard above my head pointing down saying 'I'm free and single and very eligible.Ask for my number today'.Which leads me to the next point,I can flirt around openly.Terms and conditions apply.If you already have a boyfriend,I will not do that.Ok,this makes me sound like I'm some playboy when I clearly am not.I wonder how it's like though being a playboy,having girls swooning at your feet.I'm nowhere close to being Casanova,not even his shoe cleaner.I am just an ordinary boy,no wait,I am a typical loser who doesn't get girls because of my mundane life and inability to entertain or keep them occupied because half the time I'll be thinking of what to say and the other half will be me stoning and staring into space.But I do make a good listener,if that counts for anything.I will suck at counselling though.

I decided to meet newly-wed Bryan and his friend Eugene thinking it'll be a good way to spend Valentine's Day ehem,together.No,no,Bryan and Eugene did not get together by the way.Bryan got together with the girl of his dreams A to the Me to the L,I,A.Of course it turned out okay,I think we looked more like brothers than err,a bunch of (it starts with a g and rhymes with hays).We painted One Fullerton red with anger because we probably annoyed the bunch of people around us with our 'jokes at other's expense' and laughter.We even played a game from Whose Line Is It Anyway?,well,so called.That was after we listened to Bryan's story of what happened yesterday,with him and Amelia.It's pretty sweet,I would say.But credit must go to the boy for doing his research and all the preparations.Hopefully,they will get their wish of 20 bouncing babies and a big fat wedding.Ok,scrap that.Lesson learnt,patience is a virtue.

On the way home,I saw a couple,or at least a guy and a girl getting on the bus.Their facial expression seems to suggest that today turned more sour than sweet.As I was about to alight,I took one more look and I was right.As much as they were physically together,they don't seem happy at all.I guess Valentine's Day does not equate to a happy lovey-dovey day for everyone.I think this Valentine's Day thing is just a business gimmick,a good way to boost the economy of course in these bad times.Honestly,I think as couples you should treat every single day spent together as Valentine's Day.I know it's a bit more demanding especially for guys if you're planning to make the extra effort in footing the bills and doing something really really nice regardless of how embarrassing it may seem to your fellow friends.I think that's the only way in keeping the relationship alive because as they say,people tend to show their true colours only after they got together.For me at least,I'll be consistent and be myself before we even get together so there wouldn't be any false impression which may lead to complications in the future.If you're broke,don't try and act hero by footing the bill all the time.It will mean more pressure for you and the girl will expect the same pampering treatment.By the way,I'm not love guru,I'm just giving my 2 cents worth.


In case you're wondering what it was like to be alone on a Valentine's Day,it was superb...


My insides all turned to ash, so slow
And blew away as I collapsed, so cold
A black wind took them away, from sight
And now the darkness over day, that night

And the clouds above move closer
Looking so dissatisfied
But the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing

I used to be my own protection, but not now
Cause my path had lost direction, somehow
A black wind took you away, from sight
And now the darkness over day, that night

And the clouds above more closer
Looking so dissatisfied
And the ground below grew colder
As they put you down inside
But the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing

So now you're gone
And I was wrong
I never knew what it was like
To be alone

On a Valentine's Day
On a Valentine's Day
On a Valentine's Day
On a Valentine's Day

On a Valentine's Day
(I used to be my own protection)
On a Valentine's Day
(But not now)

On a Valentine's Day
(Cause my mind has lost direction)
On a Valentine's Day
(Somehow)


On a Valentine's Day
(I used to be my own protection)
On a Valentine's Day
(But not now)

On a Valentine's Day
(Cause my mind has lost direction)
On a Valentine's Day
(Somehow)


Valentine's Day by Linkin Park.

I Have Spread Some Love...

Fall Out Boy and Hey Monday were awesome,I wish it didn't end so soon though.As much as I am tired and hoarse from all the screaming.The led guitars that FOB used during I Don't Care is way cool,I wish I could afford one.Met a couple of familiar faces during the show,bumped,literally into Elliot and Wahidah,and Daniel after the show.Got myself a Hey Monday tee and a wristband and another wristband for Bryan. I think the reason I enjoyed myself so much was because I wasn't the victim.I overheard someone who lost "a brand new camera","a few dollar notes",one side of their shoes, shoelaces and who fell and got trampled upon.Thank goodness I survived this to live another day.The worst thing that happened to me was perhaps getting surrounded by smelly sweaty people whom I don't even know for the entire few hours,of course I was soaking wet too.I wish I could have touched Pete Wentz because he fell right in front of me and got myself a souvenir picks from anyone.But what I really want is Cassadee pope to be my valentine.




















Yes,I know Valentine's Day is coming real soon and obviously I have no plans for anything this year.I'm not expecting to have last minute plans either.I think unlike last year,I prefer things to be quiet this year.No more rah rah parties,I'd rather personal private company or a small group of close friends at most.Anyway,I was randomly looking around the net and I chanced upon this http://www.greaterquest.com/LoveLanguages.asp after I remembered a friend of mine telling me this a long time ago. If you're bored and have nothing better to do,like me,I suggest you do the test.It might help you understand yourself better.And just to let you compare the results, this is what I got.

Score Love Language
7 Words of Affirmation
9 Quality Time
1 Receiving of Gifts
9 Acts of Service
4 Physical Touch

Results was quite expected,especially the quality time.I know that for me quality time is most important but what I didn't expect was the acts of service to be just as high.Receiving of gifts is a pathetic 1,which shows that as much as gifts are nice,I can probably live without it.Gifts doesn't mean as much to me as the other 4 languages.I think what acts of service means to me is not just making the effort to help me with something,it refers to taking time to go through all the hassle to meet me and buy or pick the right gifts and so on.And just like all guys,physical touch plays a part somewhat to making me feel loved.I guess it's that longing feeling to have someone to hold or keep you warm and call your own.So yes,for those of you who wants to know what makes me feel really really loved and happy.I think I shall ask my future girlfriend to do this test,not as a way of picking out the right one but rather to better understand their perspective of love.That way I'll know what to look out for because I'll be able to interpret their language the right way or the way the person meant it to be.Wouldn't that be sweet?


With a twinkle in his eye,he floats around in search of potential candidates.He came across two people who were sitting at a cafe,he grabbed his trusted arrows and took aim.

Success.

He stayed around to look at how his hard work paid off.One was walking away the counter with a newspaper in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate while the other busy typing furiously on the phone towards the counter.A slight nudge was all it took for the man to lose his balance and spill his cup while the lady,in her late twenties looked shocked.

Without saying a word,both of them bent down to clean up the mess.The lady apologised profusely, citing how bad her day was at her workplace.The man,calm as he was picked up the broken pieces of the ceramic cup while keeping close attention to what the lady had to say.

"Are you hurt?" she asked with much concern and guilt.

"I'm al..." he stuttered as he saw her beautiful face. "Right. I'm alright."

"I'm so sorry,I didn't pay attention as to where I was going," she reasoned. "I'll make it up to you. I'll buy you another."

"Su...re... Are you here alone?"

She nodded gently as she makes her way to the counter to place an order.

"Can I join you today?" He asked cautiously.

"Sure, why not. I have time to kill anyway." She gave her megawatt smile that took his breath away like she always does whenever he saw her from the corner of the room.

"On to the next one," Cupid said to himself as he got to the sidewalk swaying from side to side in joy.


And I have spread some love,and some lies...


I just need to feel
What it's like to stand at an ocean break
Let your new love crash around me
I want to drown in you and everything

We came together under September
Or was it July?
God knows I'm just too high
And full of spite to ever fully remember
Walked your street and it felt just so right
To the tick tocks of the blinking lights
A feel for you I'm grasping by the collar

And I have spread some love and some lies
I'm only truthful half the time
But truthfully, darling you held me close
And I never felt so alive
To see your eyes
That great big picture in the sky
It's just enough, enough to make me float on by

I just need to feel out of reach
A different city scape means I'm leaving you a piece
Of what I took, I swear I had released
It's everything I am
Pretending who I am

And I have spread some love and some lies
I'm only truthful half the time
But truthfully, darling you held me close
And I never felt so alive
To see your eyes
That great big picture in the sky
It's just enough, enough to make me float on by

And I have spread some love and some lies
I'm only truthful half the time
But truthfully, darling you held me close
And I never felt so alive
To see your eyes
That great big picture in the sky
It's just enough, enough to make me float on by

I just need to feel…


I Have Spread Some Love by Thieves And Villains.

Candles...

Hello world,I am proud to say that I have survived 18 years of my life.Never have I thought that this day would come so quickly when I can actually brag that I'm legal and that I'm still kicking.I didn't get drunk,I didn't get laid,all I did to celebrate the day was projects,Oops! upcoming event proposal,church and family dinner.Every now and then,I received messages from friends and schoolmates and it's actually kind of surprising to see that some of them still remembered me,which of course is a good thing.I must say that I don't really feel much difference as to how I felt yesterday but probably,I get a slightly better than usual treatment today.At least today I feel important,or rather loved in one way or another.Nonetheless I enjoyed every bit of today,because every once in a while,I want to be remembered and this occasion definitely makes me feel good about myself.Temporary joy and after that,back to business.

A big thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday via MSN,SMS,Facebook and/or in person.A big thank you to everyone who gave me awesome comfort food and drink because that's what I've been getting.I'm not complaining of course,I love green tea,chocolates and ice cream.A big thank you also to everyone who made the extra effort to make this birthday special and different for me.I especially like how it's so quiet that it feels like it's non-existant but yet I feel far more satisfied than last year.I guess as you age,you tend to mellow down.Or maybe it's just the economy that makes it seem gloomy.Let's see if I get my birthday wish,though technically I didn't have a cake or a candle.Still,I do have only one thing in mind for what would be make my 18th year much more than just any other year.I appreciate it and I love everyone.Sorry,am a bit cranky now,I shall post a proper serious one the next round.


Blow the candles out,looks like a solo tonight...


The power lines went out
And I am all alone
But I don't really care at all
Not answering my phone
All the games you played
The promises you made
Couldn't finish what you started
Only darkness still remains

Lost sight
Couldn't see
When it was you and me

Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
I'm beginning to see the light
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
But I think I'll be alright

Been black and blue before
There's no need to explain
I am not the jaded kind
Playback's such a waste
You're invisible
Invisible to me
My wish is coming true
Erase the memory of your face

Lost sight
Couldn't see
When it was you and me

Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
I'm beginning to see the light
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
But I think I'll be alright

One day
You will wake up
With nothing but "you're sorrys"
And someday
You will get back
Everything you gave me

Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
I'm beginning to see the light
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
But I think I'll be alright...


Candles by Hey Monday.

Thunder...

February was supposed to be a good month,not anymore.I wanted to continue the story from the previous post but I guess there's a more urgent post than a story with parables of my daily life.Yesterday was a black day for me,that was the first time I teared this year.And it was the second time I teared for a guy,one being my grandfather's coma and death a few years back.To me,it felt like a heart break.A bullet straight into my brain.Eugene "Housefly Hwoarang" Lim has decided to leave SavingSomeone because of commitment issues.It's difficult for me to accept at first but I guess once someone has made his mind,I shouldn't stop him.He has given so much to the band,not just musically but also with his character.He has sacrificed his time,money,life and even the wrath of his mother to get into this business and we would be nothing without him.He has been a brother,a friend and more and I really wish he would continue this journey with us.To say I'm shocked and depressed is an understatement.At the same time,I don't want him to feel obligated to stay just because we're best of friends.

This band has become more than a big deal to me.It is everything that I hold on to and this incident has left me in crippled state of mind.It's killing me and every time I think about it,it'll just leave this sinking feeling inside me.I don't actually think it would affect me this much but now that I realised it,I guess there's just one more reason to want to stay in this country for as long as I possibly could.I don't intend on moving abroad,I want to make this my personal home with or without the band but I'd prefer it if it's with.I can't imagine myself without the band,we are as good as blood brothers.I would take a bullet for them because they mean the world to me.All I am praying for right now is that the rest of the band will take this on the chin and bounce back from this phase.SavingSomeone would like to give our biggest gratitude to Eugene for serving us well in his 2 year spell in the band and we wish him well in his future endeavours.We love you gayly,always.


Time ghosts past.Feelings fade away.Seasons come and go.Leaves wither and die.Rain stops with passing clouds.And thunder is nothing more than a reminder of what's left behind by lightning...


When he walks away
Nothing left to say
Never thought the end would be so near
So run away and hide
The pain you feel inside
Who ever thought the price would be so dear?
And you say

Baby, please believe me
Oh, please believe me
When I say that I'll see you again
But now you have to go
And I want you to know
This is goodbye, this is goodbye
(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well)
Say goodbye
(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well)
Say goodbye

Everyone you met
All the ones you had
Will never be the same without you here
So f*ck all the cliches
We'll say them anyway
There'll never be a day we won't believe
And you say

Baby, please believe me
Oh, please believe me
When I say that I'll see you again
But now you have to go
And I want you to know
This is goodbye, this is goodbye
(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well)
Say goodbye
(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well)
Say goodbye, say goodbye, fare thee well

Don't let the words you say slip away
Don't let the words you say fade away

(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well)
Say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye
(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well)
Say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye
(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well)
Say goodbye
(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well)
Say goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well
Goodbye, goodbye, fare thee well...


Thunder by Astroninja.