I am writing here about my most memorable songs and why they are so. I'm doing this as a way of recognizing the artists and their songs complimented by some of my stories with them.
You may also notice some of my Law School-related entries, the majority of which are case digests which I personally wrote (or summarized) from my on-line reading of our Supreme Court decisions, but strictly categorized as "case digest" or "law school".
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Choices. Dilemma. Decisions. Irony. There will always be two sides in a coin. One cannot appreciate the light without the concept of darkness. Love is the absence of hate. Loneliness is not happiness. When we reach that moment of caring less for ourselves, we expect a little hug from someone. When we have resolved to stop from our chores and be with somebody else for a chat, that lightens our mood. Once again, we cannot appreciate bliss without having a concept of sadness. We put our energy to someone without us realizing that they are so full of themselves, they cannot be disturbed even for a moment. But when they do find time for you, their minds go off the air, they are not really there. "I am here, but not really present." Sleepy? Taking someone for granted? Taking it easy with your work? Getting tired of your routine? Wake up. Realize that somebody else is dreaming of your position, somebody else if longing to be with your priced possession. Wake up.
You like snow but only if it's warm You like rain but only if it's dry No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor No fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for
'Cause it's easy not to So much easier not to And what goes around never comes around to you
You like pain but only if it doesn't hurt too much And you sit...and you wait...to receive There's an abvious attraction To the path of least resistance in your life There's an obvious aversion no amount of my insistance Could make you try tonight
'Cause it's easy not to So much easier not to And what goes around never comes around to you To you to you to you to you to you... There's no love no money no thrill anymore
There's an apprehensive naked little trembling boy With his head in his hands There's an underestimated and impatient little girl Raising her hand
But it's easy not to So much easier not to And what goes around never comes around to you To you, to you
get up get up get up off of it get up get up get up off of it get out get outta here enough already get up get up get up off of it wake up