We are accidents waiting, waiting t

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.

Love is selflessness, love is something no human is capable of either giving or receiving.

We will always fail to be 100% selfless, as selflessness is an evolutionary trait that would spell certain demise to any species possessing it: it is contrary to the idea of survival or self-preservation. Or if you want to put it in a theological perspective, only God is perfect: He is perfect because He can be selfless, He needs no one/nothing else in order for Him exist.*

In any case, for one or both of the afforementioned reasons we will always be afraid of loving someone too much that there is nothing left of us; of loving someone too much and not getting anything at all in return (and "Thank you" counts as Something in return even if it is the very least amount of Something). Therefore in knowing that this is our nature, neither will we be able to truly receive love.

Love is and will always be an investment for us, whether we invest it in others or they invest it in us; we will never be able to trust that our love will be returned, or that love given to us doesn't obligate us to return the favour or require our utang na loob.**

(Am I making sense? People tell me that my opinions don't sound like opinions at all, more like flowered-up, long-winded nihilisms/atheisms/what-have-you. I'm an Agnostic okay, which is really glorified fence-sitting.)

*How can there be a God if there is no one else to acknowledge His existence? Define "existence". Does the tree that falls in the middle of the forest make a sound if no one is there to hear it?

 **Is there such a thing as love freely given and in turn freely reciprocated?