On another random day, I found myself in my hometown – Bacolod.

I’m back in Manila and I thought that this song below explains TOTALLY how I felt when I went home in Bacolod.

(It’s kind of deep and subliminal – I’m twisted and random like that)

Ciao!

Enjoy the song! It’s nice ^_^

 

Shout Out Louds – Impossible

I don’t want to feel like I don’t have a future.
I don’t want to feel like it’s an end of a summer.
Let’s not fall back to sleep like we used to.
I don’t want to wake up knowing I don’t have a future.

Impossible. Your love is something I cannot remember.

I don’t want to spend another day in this city.
I woke up thirsty, it’s hard to go back you know.
Let’s not fall back to sleep like we used to, do you remember?
I don’t want to wake up knowing I don’t have a future.

I know it’s impossible.
Your love is something I cannot remember.
And there’s a first time and a second time, you’ve got to hold on.
Did you know it could happen to you?
Your love is something I cannot remember.

I don’t want to see the same pictures all over.
And I’ve been standing on the same spot now since it’s been over.
‘Cause someone promised me a new chance, yes you promised.
I don’t want to wake up knowing I don’t have a future.

I know it’s, impossible.
Your love is something I cannot remember.
There’s a first time and a second time, you’ve got to hold on.
Did you know it could happen to you?
Your love is something I cannot remember.

You are just like your mother, I’m just the same as the others.
Do you believe everything they write in all those magazines?
Stay out of love until you’re ready, stay out of it ’cause it scares you.
You’ll still find your love outside the public library.

I know it could happen to you.

I know it’s, impossible.
Your love is something I cannot remember.
And there’s a first time and a second time, you’ve got to hold on.
Did you know it could happen to you?
Your love is something I cannot remember.