A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.


May 22, 2011

Day 1: Your Favourite Song

Awwww.... this is the most difficult thing. But I shall post the first one that came to my mind as soon as I thought "My Favorite Song Is..."

Poets of the Fall - Carnival of Rust

Perhaps its just me, but it is perhaps the most perfect description of beauty in the name of a song.

Someone wrote this in the Youtube comments section.


"Meaning of carnival of rust"

Someone Touches your heart , Revives you , 'n finally leaves you without any attention.

And why she leaves you ? 'cos She had found herself a new toy , 'cos she had been tricked by worthless , but shiny Pelf , presented by devils masquerading as angels... AND LEAVES HER REAL LOVER ALONE...

This is a fate... A fact ... we are all losing ourselves in this bare night..

2 comments:

Buratino said...

One of my favourites also. :D

panu said...

It is beautiful anyhow.