I reckon September is a dreamy month. Instead of the usual smiling sun wearing the black shades which would greet when I open my eyes, it has been the gentle splattering of raintears on the window pane for the past few days. Couldn't help being addicted to Bread's "Make it with you" at the moment. For those whom I've already shared the song with, you have a September song to see you through your lazy Sundays snuggling up with your loved one right beside you. As for my case, I'd let it ride as a mystery for now.
I stood in the rain this afternoon. Actually to be honest, I was sitting on a ledge I managed to seek which is secluded enough from passers' eyes. I let the rain beat on the fresh cut wounds. They gently washed away the pain which I have incurred over the years.
I strongly feel that the weather always has somehow an effect on our counting days. Why is it that whenever the skies are dark, our hearts tend to be a little greyer than the usual sunny days? Ironically, my perfect afternoon would be sitting alongside a clear piece of wide pane with drops of sky juice streaming down the pane, reading a book which is going to make me ponder about the little trivial things in life.
The ninth month started out far from a great month for most of the earthlings around me. I keep smelling dreariness whichever corner I turn to and it is just so, I happen to be a dispirit detector. And because of the prolonged exposure to the falling drizzle, my head is starting to feel a little on the cloudy side now.
I hope the sun won't hide himself away for long.
And I pray for the best for my beloved other half.
And I'll keep praying.
And so Nic recommend a lil song which got me perky a lil here and there.
And so I hop around like a bunny which I always do.
And so I start dancing like a haywired robot.
And so I realise I have a queer habit of starting every sentence with 'And so'.
And so I conjure I am the haywired robot.
And so.
Let's dance little stranger
Show me secret sins
Love can be like bondage
Seduce me once again
Burning like an angel
Who has heaven in reprieve
Burning like the voodoo man
With devils on his sleeve
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility
Like an apparition
You don't seem real at all
Like a premonition
Of curses on my soul
The way I want to love you
Well it could be against the law
I've seen you in a thousand minds
You've made the angels fall
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility
Come on little stranger
There's only one last dance
Soon the music's over
Let's give it one more chance
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility
Take a chance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility
And so, I finally found the perfect song.
And so, I am dedicating it to you.
