Every Teardrop Is A Waterfall

I turn the music up, I got my records on
I shut the world outside until the lights come on
Maybe the streets alight, maybe the trees are gone
I feel my heart start beating to my favorite song

And all the kids they dance, all the kids all night
Until Monday morning feels another life
I turn the music up
I’m on a roll this time
And heaven is in sight

I turn the music up, I got my records on
From underneath the rubble sing a rebel song
Don’t want to see another generation drop
I’d rather be a comma than a full stop

Maybe I’m in the black, maybe I’m on my knees
Maybe I’m in the gap between the two trapezes
But my heart is beating and my pulses start
Cathedrals in my heart

As we saw oh this light I swear you, emerge blinking into
To tell me it’s alright
As we soar walls, every siren is a symphony
And every tear’s a waterfall
Is a waterfall
Is a waterfall
Oh oh oh
Is a is a waterfall
Every tear
Is a waterfall
Oh oh oh

So you can hurt, hurt me bad
But still I’ll raise the flag

It was a wa wa wa wa wa-aterfall
A wa wa wa wa wa-aterfall

Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfall

Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfall

Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfall

Riding aimlessly on street, music was in my head. Started to cry.
First teardrop, I’m in hell. Can’t breathe and I’m numb. Feel like I have no friends, no friends who ever really care or even know about my feelings. Feel like I’m an robot so people don’t believe that I have feelings or soul or heart to be broken. Somewhere in my body hurts, really hurts, but I don’t know where. I’m tired, maybe for the sleepless 48 hours, or maybe for her cold words. I don’t know anything now. Just riding and feeling the pain running in my veins. So I’ve just found my tear – The first teardrop, I’m in hell all by myself.

Second teardrop, I think about the people who is dying somewhere out there. And then I want to cry more, but wonder what for (?!) at the same time. I’m still alive. I can’t die, no I can’t just die and feel free. I was born in this life for reasons, to pay for Karma. Was I? I’m broken into pieces, but I know I’m not the only one. There are too many people in this world for me to feel that I’m the only one who is in the bottom of sadness.

Last teardrop, who care if I have anyone or what I’m feeling now. Who care. The world won’t stop and stare. People won’t listen ’cause we all have our own scream. So now, I decide to stop screaming and give more chances to listen. Listen to the sound of this life, the sound of hope and love. I find my soul in heaven. Yeah I’m crying, I’m broken and hurt. But who care. I’m still alive, standing on my own feet. I’m my own saviour, always, and if you’re feeling down now, come take my hand. I can be your hero too.

I’m not robot. I have a heart which content the biggest love; a sould which can heal the pain; and strong hands which can plant a beautiful life.

Monday, Jan 02, 2012
I found my tears. 🙂

Think back and replay your year; if it doesn’t bring you tears of either joy or sadness, consider it wasted. – Ally McBeal


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