Sunday, April 27, 2008

Dream a little dream of me

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singin' in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty-night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me
While I'm alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn dear
Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn dear
Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

- "Dream a little dream of me", Laura Fygi

Of all the versions that exist of this song, I like hers the most. One of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard.

Wherever you are,
However you may be;
I hope that you'll,
dream a little dream of me.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Reflections, Contemplation

The light was leaving in the west it was blue
The children's laughter sang
Skipping just like the stones they threw
Their voices echoed across the waves
It's getting late

It was just another nightWith a sunset and a moonrise
Not so far behind
To give us just enough light
To lay down underneath the stars
We listened to Papa's translations
Of the stories across the sky
We drew our own constellations

The west winds often last too long
And when they calm down
Nothing ever feels the same
Sheltered under the Kamani tree
Waiting for the passing rain
Clouds keep moving to uncover the sea
Of stars up above us chasing the day away
A way to find the stories the we sometimes need
Listen close enough and all else fades away
Fades away

It was just another night
With a sunset and a moonrise
Not so far behind
To give us just enough light
To lay down underneath the stars
Listen to all translations
Of the stories across the sky
We drew our own constellations

- "Constellations", Jack Johnson

I left for Perth in late February and came back in mid March. In my time there, I explored most of the places that are connected to Perth through the train stations and buses. Whenever people ask me how it was, what was the place like, I give the usual descriptions; That its a quiet place, full of nice beaches, parks and stuff.

However, the thing that I'll remember most from the trip is to lie back once in a while, and just gaze at the stars. Just lie there to reflect and contemplate. To think lazy thoughts and let my mind wander to happy memories.

If only I could thank the person who reminded me of that. Wonder how she's doing now.