You think you're moving but you're really not.
You think you're standing still, but you're really not.
Tooth and claw,
you've made your way in
to be spat out again,
and where are you now?
You think you're moving but you're really not.
You think you're standing still but you're really not,
and where are you now?
CH
Helicopters hover above us,
we'd better take cover
before another one comes.
You can't be too safe around here,
you can't make the slightest sound here,
you can't even breathe.
V1
They've got cameras
in every streetlight.
They've got their ears pressed
against every telephone line.
They've got digital spies,
and they never leave a trace,
they've got digital eyes
and they won't
forget
your face.
CH2
Helicopters hover above us,
we'd better take cover
before another one comes.
You can't be too safe around here,
they've got digital eyes
and they're watching
over
you.
OUTRO
(You can't even breathe)
And so you're running,
(You can't even breathe)
you're running out
(You can't even breathe)
of secret places.
(You can't even breathe)
As permanent as ink,
as steady as a faulty faucet leaking droplets on a sink,
as certain as bad weather,
as simple as a 4 year-old's conception of forever,
we keep a rhythm.
As each moment links
a chain of day-to-day
we'll never break away
from the rhythm.
As vital as a heartbeat,
as natural as walking on two feet,
as imminent as sleep,
as infinite as the counting of imaginary sheep,
we keep a rhythm.
As each moment links
a chain of day-to-day
we'll never break away
from the rhythm.
Are they really lives we lead,
or lives that lead us on
and on
and on...
We keep a rhythm.
1. Find out what it is that you do best.
2. Find out what it is that defines your best.
3. Refrain from doing these things.
Never accept what is "your best", what "defines you".
1. Cleaning my guitar and oiling my strings - finally, and the day after recording. Haven't done this in years to be honest, simply wiping off the dust with a rag and more importantly, whipping out a can of WD-40 and giving my strings a good squirt. Squeaky clean yeah, and looking (and sounding) much better than before.
2. Actively jobhunting - no more waiting for rackets to fall on my lap from friends. Last week I put up my resume on JobsDB and Jobstreet, today I bought Manila Bulletin. The classified ads were sort of lacking but whatever, I can finally say that I'm puting in some elbow grease or whatever.
It's a shame that this is all happening now that my band has disbanded and my girlfriend is well, no longer my girlfriend. Honestly I'm not sure whether to put this post in the Rants category, but overall, I'm still raving. Too little too late, as they say. Well, late yeah but hopefully still not too late.