Il Ham Mai Hum

Sunday, February 22, 2009

It's 1.10 am and I've been sitting here all night clock watching.
As the pitter patter of raindrops gets louder by the second,
I imagine them, falling freely from the sky, away from their initial abode, the clouds.
Oh how I miss Sunshine, always the best amongst my friends.
I remember, when we were kids, we used to play by the bay,
thinking that we could fly at supersonic speed.
I remember each time, when I decide to switch on some music,
she'd say "I want discopop!" and we'd dance all night long.
Alas, they were all but just, a moment or moments, in the past.
A wave of cold air seized me. It's getting chilly down here.
I glanced up at the fire place and saw the dying flames though still bright in amber.
I finished up the last of my pudding.
As sweet as caramel, just the way i like it.
Wishing that tomorrow, there would be a letter waiting for me.
In my little
postbox.

It's one thing to be successful,
and its another to see the success of the ones you hold dear.
We may not be as close as before.
The times of esplanade gigs, crashing acoustic and jamming sessions, and
hanging out before and after gigs are long gone, sadly.
And replaced by the hi-byes and hugs, only.
But I'm still proud of you guys for making it this far.
And hell, it's only an EP, so there's still a lot more to achieve.
Yesterday was the best so far.
There will be better, i know.
But for now, Postbox, the romantics of the local music scene,
you deserve your glory =).

Some choice pictures for your viewing pleasure =)
(kudos of course to dee and ashrough)