Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Gran Torino (2008)





So tenderly your story is
nothing more than
what you see or what you've done
or will become
standing strong
do you belong in your skin; just wondering
.
gentle now the tender breeze blows
whispers through my Gran Torino
whistling another tired song
.
engine humms and bitter dreams grow
heart locked in a Gran Torino
it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
.
Realign all the stars above my head
Warning signs travel far
I drink instead on my own
Oh! how I've known
the battle scars and worn out beds
.
gentle now a tender breeze blows
whispers through a Gran Torino
whistling another tired song
.
engines humm and bitter dreams grow
heart locked in a Gran Torino
it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
.
these streets are old they shine
with the things I've known
and breaks through the trees their sparkling
.
your world is nothing more than all the tiny things you've left behind
.
So tenderly
your story is nothing more than what you see
or what you've done
or will become
standing strong
do you belong in your skin; just wondering
.
gentle now a tender breeze blows
whispers through the Gran Torino
whistling another tired song
.
engines humm and bitter dreams grow
a heart locked in a Gran Torino
it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
.
may I be so bold and stay
I need someone to hold
that shudders my skin their sparkling
.
your world is nothing more than all the tiny things you've left behind
.
so realign all the stars above my head
warning signs travel far
i drink instead on my own
oh how ive known the battle scars and worn out beds
.
gentle now a tender breeze blows
whispers through the Gran Torino
whistling another tired song
.
engines humm and better dreams grow
heart locked in a Gran Torino
it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
it beats a lonely rhythm all night long

Friday, March 6, 2009

My soul left my body quietly

When does the soul leave the body? ..... at which precise moment?
Does it leave with our last breath?.... Or the final beat of heart?
Is it possible that I stayed here amongst you --the living-- long after my soul quietly left my body behind?

In my life I have died many times. But here I am again and again--alive.

Life is mystery.

The road turns in ways we could never imagine. I took the wrong road one morning.... and never came back the same man.

Who would I have been if I had not taken that road?

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Doudt (2008)


Hope Floats (1998)


Childhood is what you spend the rest of your life trying to overcome.
Not sure about the movie, but i do like this quote, and the guy which was also in Ps. i love u.