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the girl next door  Cheryl Low ' Eighteen. ' Clarinetist. ' NYJCian ' 08th Nov '91 --- I love the life of performing arts alot and my life is all about Family and Friends --- please remember to tagg! (: |
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Saturday, July 28, 2007
yes, i miss that song loads.its been a long long time ever since i heard it.
and today, the melody just came floating round.
and i cant help it but to just let myself sink into deep thoughts.
like, how many people can actually tear when u hear a song?
when u hear a part being played beautifully,
like in a concert hall, when the atmosphere there is like so.. Grand.
and u find urself in deep thoughts, way back to the past with the music.
way back to those moments which created an impact on u.
BlueRidgeSaga. this song is simple. but nice.
its exactly how i feel now. with its ups and downs
and when it came to an end, i know somehow, somewhere that i've just got to go back
back to face the music, back to face the reality.
" i mused into my easy chair, and close my eyes
i love the silence. with nobody around.
just me and the music"
i dont wanna open my eyes,
and face those pile of books stacked skyhigh.
all those just seemed impossble.
i only needed music, and nothing else matters.
just let me sink into this world of music,
where thats the only place where i can confide it.
and where notes can express my feelings in the tiniest detail, and word cant.
that's whats so magical about music.
no, i dont mean pops,
i mean band music and classicals,
where the notes speak in a language that only musicians understand
where each note that soar right up high brought goosepimples and send ur hair standing.
BlueRidgeSaga. Gorgeous