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Girl On Queen Street


Monday, April 28, 2008
you electrify my life




` And I don't wanna forget that the present is a gift,
so promise me you'll never fade away //



Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore
She love salting my wounds
She enjoys nothing more



Fate has its way with things.

The things that are meant to be yours, and the things that aren't all have their ways of being.


Like how you were meant to see stars on a particular night,

or like how you found your lost wedding ring, cause it was meant to be yours.

Like how easy it is for a life to be taken away,

just as easy as a life given to another.

Like how you were meant to cross paths with certain people in your life,

who are gonna have a long-term impact on you.

Like how one was meant to be yours,

when you set them free and they came back.


Fate has its way with things.



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Take time to realize that your warmth
Is crashing down on in.
But I can't spell it out for you
No it's never gonna be that simple.



Have you ever had a day when you realise that the little things you do actually matter?

Like wishing the cleaner good morning,

or smiling to a complete stranger in school.

Like letting a rushing businessman go ahead of an ATM queue,

or keeping a friend online company.

Like asking an acquaintance if he or she was alright,

or telling a close friend to buzz off.


If you would meet me halfway,
It can be the same for you.

It's the little things that do matter, if not on you, then on someone else.

It just takes a little realizing.

Open your eyes a little wider, and you'll see it all.

How your 'good mornings' could really brighten a sulking cleaner's morning.

Or how your care in the middle of the night to an insomniac friend could give him peace to fall asleep.

You never know how a smile, your smile, could be making someone else's day.

Or how it may be making someone fall in love with you.



Let's use this chance
To turn things around
And tonight
We can truly say
Together we're invincible



Location: The Bedroom
Music: Invincible - Muse



12:38 AM