Apart

May 5, 2006 / San Jose Occidental Mindoro

Lily’s have long been bloomed

Birds have flown unto the moon

Clouds have poured rain on tombs

But to see you is like waiting for doom

 

The lines have been rehearsed

The acts have long been practiced

But the songs have already faded

And the fear of your absence keeps me stranded

 

Wondering where can I see my daisy?

Whose fragrance have made me crazy

What odds should I have to face

in order for me to see your face?

 

Oh you know I love you my daisy

I’ll be standing here today,

And until that day when

The lilies forgot to bloom

Until the birds have fallen from the moon

Until the clouds have drained and dried the tombs

HOLD ON!