July 20, 2009

Breakaway

This blog title taken from Kelly Clarckson's inspiring song "Breakaway" wrote by Mathew Gerard; Bridget Benenate; and Avril lavigne.
An old song actually. It remark about a process to reach a dream really start from the bottom. Anyway I bluetooth this song to mine somewhere in Patuk during the rest of mapping.
We were tired and trying to sleep a minute in a mosque.
It's kinda fun, I just deeply heard the song, carefully listen to every sentence and sudendly my mind disolved into the words mixture. I stare out of my window, dreaming of what could be, and imaging if it end up happy, yeah that just alike the lyric. That's the point, I love the spirit-pomping lyric wich I want it to be my real self reflection.

The song always succed to make me musing a while thinking that What I've doing is not enough yet and I MUST NOT give up no matter how depressing my situation is.

Alright, check the lyric out:

Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out of my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I will pray
Wanna to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray
I could breakaway


I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it take till I touch the sky
I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change and breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk, take a chance, make a change and breakaway

Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane
Far away, and breakaway

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it take till I touch the sky
I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change and breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change and breakaway

Building with a hundred floors (exxon?chevron? Hihi..)
Swinging 'round revolving door
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta make a wish, take a chance, make a change and breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from.

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