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Wednesday, September 30, 2009

in a last-ditch, desperate attempt to try and get a decent-enough grade for gp, i googled "preparation for general paper" and came to this site. perhaps decent is too vague, i should say to get a good grade. cos somehow my gp tutor always comments on my essays and aqs that they are "decent" and yet i always get just-pass grades. how 50% can be considered decent, i have no idea.


in any case, if anyone deigns to visit this place before the critical exams start tomorrow, here's some entertainment.

The GP essay is pointless. Discuss.

An article written for the RA Magazine by Tay Hui Mun (1A01A, 2002).

See also the reply by Mr Mike Evans (Head of English).

I've never been good at GP; don't think I ever will get good at it. Just look at how I'm writing now — if you think this is even C-grade stuff, you're sadly mistaken. I'd say 8/50.

Perhaps these are the incoherent, unstructured, poorly-argued, silly views of a bitter person who can only be contented with an average of 20-odd marks. Usually the only people in class who do worse than I do for the essay are Jonathan, a fellow writer for R(a), and Su Ching, the chief editor. Gangwei, our graphics and layout editor, comes close. Perhaps I'm just whining about my poor grades.

But why keep it all to myself? I might as well attempt to drag this ramshackle of an assessment system down with me.

Is the importance of General Knowledge greatly overrated?

I try to read the newspapers, and I take a look at the Economist when I walk past the growing stack in my room. Laziness is obviously not something to be proud of, and probably why I do so badly in GP. But I comfort myself in the knowledge that at least I know when the class is laughing at me, and not with me. But the question I always ask myself is this: What's the point of knowing so much about the world when you know so little about yourself and the people around you?

I'm not saying we don't need general knowledge. What I'm saying is that our immediate surroundings should be of far greater importance. Instead of troubling yourself with how the UN can mediate between Country X and Country Y, why not think about how you can ease the tension between the two classmates in your class who never seem to see eye to eye? Since you can remember that such a percentage of pollution will lead to our living that many years less, why don't you pick up that small piece of litter under you seat and throw it away?

I might one day apply the knowledge I've learnt from the Economist. For example, when my friend tells me that he doesn't have enough money, I could barrage him with how the woes of inflation, the devaluation of the US dollar and the instability of the Indonesian government have led to a reduction in capital such that I cannot cover my opportunity costs. Or I could carry on a proper conversation with him, with both of us none the wiser.

To add to the frustration of attempting to understand the market situation in East Asia relative to the United States, I have this nagging suspicion that many an entrepreneur who knows that much less than my classmates is still that much more successful than most of us will ever be.

And most importantly, the things I read about what people are doing across the globe don't help me much, don't teach me much. They only depress me. One more murder, one more war, one more statistic to quote in my essay.

If all of us GP students could feel just that little bit more for the people around us, even if we knew that little bit less about the people not around us, we would be happier, and those around us — those that we can affect, those whose problems we can actually provide solutions to — would be happier as well.

"The Argument has little true application in the lives of normal people." How far do you agree with this statement?

Another question is this: Since we know so much and talk so much, why don't we do something? You only argue about something when you feel strongly enough about it, and when you want to do something about it. I see no point in rattling on about education in Singapore or the ethics of gene therapy in Saudi Arabia when we aren't going to do anything about it, when no action is going to be taken at all. What's the point of thinking so hard, sorting out facts into examples and counterexamples, deciding on a stand, if you can't even understand how ITE students are faring, or how an infertile mother may be desperate for a baby?

The ability to form an argument may be an important tool. But once again I question its relevance to everyday living. Does coexistence with your neighbor or the auntie who sells lemon tea require you to form an argument? Did Martin Luther King really prepare an introduction (with definitions and stand), a body (with examples to provide substantiation and counterarguments, no less) and a conclusion (to sum up the speech and restate the stand)? Even as a leader of tomorrow, will argument really be the way to motivate your followers?

As a person, why would you ever want to learn how to win a person to your side through an argument when all it might take is a smile and some courtesy? Who, apart from examiners and interviewers, would really be impressed by the huge sums of general knowledge a person has stored in his processing appendage when such a person doesn't know when he's said too much or when he's overstayed his invitation? In fact, I'd hate it if a person argued with me over something -- and even if he were on my side, I'd find it irritating for him to produce an argument for me. That's why nobody does it in everyday life. Doesn't it make sense, then, that we shouldn't do so much of it in the classroom?

"Objectivity and logic run counter to human nature." To what extent is this true?

During a speech, what is more likely to move the crowd — high-strung passion and fervour or a clear, logical sequence of points and substantiation?

When you talk to a person, are you more likely to move him through tears and laughter or a clear, logical sequence of points and substantiation?

What would the GP teachers find more interesting — a sentimental narrative or a clear, logical sequence of points and substantiation?

What do we need more of — a few words of comfort and advice or —

A clear logical sequence of points and substantiation?

Conclusion

GP is useful, and its effectiveness in testing our command of the English language is as good as that of any other test. But like all other things in our education, its being tested has led to an unhealthy fixation on things that don't seem to click with the humans in us.

(Might that be one of the reasons the GP tutors find it so hard to maintain our interest in the subject? Why I'd rather read a book than my GP Bulletin anytime?)

So, what is the point of writing a GP essay?

As of this moment, it's so that I can pass my promos.

I can just imagine my GP teacher shaking her head mournfully.

You haven't been able to form a clear, logical sequence of argument. Too few examples and too little substantiation. You can't expect anyone to take you seriously.


Hui Mun was (to his surprise) top in the 2002 GP Promo.
Next: the reply by Mr Mike Evans (Head of English), or other students on GP.

Tay, H.M. (2002) The GP essay is pointless. Discuss. Raffles Junior College, Retrieved on Sept 30 2009 from: http://schools.moe.edu.sg/rjc/subjects/english/gp/gpatrjc/huimun.htm



perhaps all i can do now, is to hope that they will actually have some sympathy and not kill us off.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

just a day more to promos.

but the worst thing is, even after promos, you dont get a break. not only do lessons still continue, there's pw op, and a whole host of other things to do.


and there's not much to be said about holidays either, seeing as they've extended our school year to end only on the last week of november. wish i could go for the sch bicultural chinese overseas trip, or to cambodia with my church during dec. but that would probably spell d-o-o-m for my srp, and with o'team (if i'm not kicked out) it would be near impossible.



staying cooped up at home all day studying is not good for my mental and physical health. i havent climbed in the longest time ever T.T



and to make me feel better, my bro went to msia with his friends from sun to today. my parents and jon are going to thailand during psle marking days (leaving me alone on mainland singapore, seeing as my older bro will probably be in tekong for ns). oh joy. funny how education is technically supposed to make people happier, cos then you have more choices over what you want to do and have better control of your life, yet is giving me (and presumably others) such misery now. perhaps misery is an exageration.


upon reflection, being able to get an education should be a joy and privilege, and i should be feeling blessed. k i should stop complaining now.





i think i need to think beyond myself, and be less self-centred. cos it's not "all about me". unlike miss singapore world.

Friday, September 25, 2009

glad pw wr is finally finally over. after the countless edits and checking through, minor panics and many meetings. i dont think i've ever been so anal over a piece of work, to make sure there were no careless typos or grammar mistakes and that everything was super consistent. and i'm really quite thankful for my group, cos we're pretty awesome people(: shimin for the awesome formatting, nad for checking appendices and footnotes and word counts, and charles for being a good crapper. (:



on the other hand, having spent the past few days on pw, mugging for promos has been close to negligible. hai ah wells. 5 days more to the start. all i can do now is mug damn hard and pray even harder and just believe.



but today, i was seriously just feeling super lazy and not wanting to study at all. even though i was stressing over promos and about not studying.


so i proceeded to eat ice cream with soff after school. and subsequently went to the library to talk/sleep/read some malay book (probably some romance story).
kinda therapeutic, even though i think the rest of the world was studying. and i stress when people are studying but i'm not.




i think i need to talk less, whine less, complain less.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

redid the colorgenics thing, and got a different profile this time.

You are a very sensitive person and you try hard (perhaps a little too hard) to make favourable impressions and to be recognised by your peers. But you have that inherent need to feel appreciated and admired and you are easily hurt if all of your endeavours go by unappreciated or not acknowledged. Stop trying so hard.

You are feeling very disillusioned at this time and you feel that you are being left out of things. You know - or you think you know - what you want, but you seem unable to exert the effort to achieve your objectives. As a consequence, you are feeling left out and neglected. You would like to be afforded greater security and fewer problems.

Conditions are rather confusing at this time. You would like to involved with a particular person or a particular situation butyou are holding back. You find it difficult to make a decision.

Having experienced considerable disappointment of late and not knowing quite what to do about it this has led you to suffer a great deal of agitation and anxiety. You are trying very hard to make favourable impressions all round. You feel that you have a right to do anything that you wish without being condemned for your beliefs. Everything seems to be going against you and you feel helpless to change the situation. The possibility of failure is most upsetting and this situation is leading to untold stress. You honestly believe that the situation is not of your making - it is not your fault - you have been misled and abused by those that you trusted, but you are trying to look at the situation quite dispassionately. Would you perhaps not agree that this situation could be regarded as unrealistic self justification?

Overwork - be it mental stress or physical strain, you are completely worn out and this depleted vitality has created an intolerance for any further stimulation. You feel disappointed with your obvious lack of energy and powerless to do anything about it. You are angry with yourself and this frustration shows. You are contradictory and argumentative and feel helpless to change the situation at this time. Take a break - even if it is only for a few days - allow yourself to breath, to unwind - you'll feel much better for it. Then trust and let go.




i feel like i have so much to say, yet nothing to say (if you get what i mean, then good for you) so i shall not say anything.


jiayou mugging for promos, which are in 10 days.



wishing for some child-like simplicity, innocence in this world.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

there's too much to study, too many things we have to remember.


thank goodness pw wr will be over next wed. though i'm really thankful my group is pretty awesome(: that work is distributed more or less equally and you dont have just one (or two) person staying up late finishing the report every single time.
i dont know, i guess i have just always been very fortunate, that i have very few bad experiences working with people. but seriously, dont these people have a guilty conscience? that while you are sleeping/doing your own hw/studying, your groupmates have to slog through the night, and perhaps not sleep. at their own expense, of not doing homework/studying/sleeping enough. even though i dont have to do that, i dont know, i feel a serious sense of injustice. maybe cos most of my friends, unfortunately, have to stay up.




i feel so... i dont know, somehow lacking the motivation/drive to study hard. just taking my own sweet time to study. even though there's seriously a lot :/






song's stuck in my head.
Heal The World - Michael Jackson
little girl talking

(I think about the generations
and they say they want to make it
a better place for our children and our children's children
so that they they they know it's a better world for them
and I think they can make it a better place)


There's A Place In
Your Heart
And I Know That It Is Love
And This Place Could
Be Much
Brighter Than Tomorrow
And If You Really Try
You'll Find There's No Need
To Cry
In This Place You'll Feel
There's No Hurt Or Sorrow

Cuz There Are Ways
To Get There
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
Make A Better Place

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

If You Want To Know Why
There's A Love That
Cannot Lie
Love Is Strong
It Only Cares For
Joyful Giving
If We Try
We Shall See
In This Bliss
We Cannot Feel
Fear Or Dread
We Stop Existing And
Start Living

Then It Feels That Always
Love's Enough For
Us Growing
So Make A Better World
Make A Better World...

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

And The Dream We Were
Conceived In
Will Reveal A Joyful Face
And The World We
Once Believed In
Will Shine Again In Grace
Then Why Do We Keep
Strangling Life
Wound This Earth
Crucify Its Soul
Though It's Plain To See
This World Is Heavenly
Be God's Glow

We Could Fly So High
Let Our Spirits Never Die
In My Heart
I Feel You Are All
My Brothers
Create A World With
No Fear
Together We'll Cry
Happy Tears
See The Nations Turn
Their Swords
Into Plowshares

We Could Really Get There
If You Cared Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
To Make A Better Place...

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

You And For Me

You And For Me
Make A Better Place
You And For Me
Make A Better Place
You And For Me
Make A Better Place
You And For Me
heal the world we live in
You And For Me
save it for our children
You And For Me
heal the world we live in
You And For Me
save it for our children
You And For Me
heal the world we live in
You And For Me
save it for our children
You And For Me
heal the world we live in
You And For Me
save it for our children

Monday, September 14, 2009

ahhh! blogger sucks >:( cannot post photos!! @$&$!#%!$^%!


k anw happy birthday si hui! happy birthday si ling! i'll post your photos at a later date when blogger cooperates with me. i'm gonna post an exciting series called "guess the twin!" xD maybe after promos...


(: hope you two enjoy your day!

Friday, September 11, 2009

(: this week has been pretty awesome.


managed to spend some time at home, with my family, with friends (studying and slacking). spend some time cycling (yay i cycled 3 times this week xD), climbing, stoning. got my macbook pro, thanks to my mommy (: and my bro who bothered to wake up early to go to comex with me...



on the other hand, i really havent studied much. though bio was... unexpected. and i reaallly mean i havent really studied much.



and i think i'm getting flu/sore throat. sucks.



19 days. i'm dreading post-promos more actually.




my current desktop wallpaper.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

note: jocelyne would like to clarify that shaina's her friend cos shaina's an awesome person who's really nice to be around and joce <3 shaina for who she is and not cos she stays at simei!





slept 4 hours last night and reached sch at 750.. to sleep before studying. was nice studying up with soff(: pw consulatation was scary as usual, but i think we've made progress :D yay go us! though the more i do pw, the more pointless i think it gets.







i really miss rg.

Monday, September 07, 2009

got this from my mom in an email. but figure it'd be better to post it here then send to a few. and i hate chain mails anw.

The man slowly looked up. This was a woman clearly accustomed to the
finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked like she had never
missed a meal in her life. His first thought was that she wanted to
make fun of him, like so many others had done before.

"Leave me alone," he growled... To his amazement, the woman continued
standing. She was smiling -- her even white teeth displayed in
dazzling rows.

"Are you hungry?" she asked.

"No," he answered sarcastically. "I've just come from dining with the
president.. Now go away."

The woman's smile became even broader.


Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm.. "What are you
doing, lady?" the man asked angrily. "I said to leave me alone.


Just then a policeman came up. "Is there any problem, ma'am?" he asked..

"No problem here, officer," the woman answered. "I'm just trying to
get this man to his feet. Will you help me?"

The officer scratched his head. "That's old Jack.. He's been a
fixture around here for a couple of years. What do you want with him?"
"See that cafeteria over there?" she asked. "I'm going to get him
something to eat and get him out of the cold for awhile."

"Are you crazy, lady?" the homeless man resisted. "I don't want to go
in there!" Then he felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him
up.
"Let me go, officer. I didn't do anything.."


"This is a good deal for you, Jack," the officer answered. "Don't blow it."
Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and the police officer
got Jack into the cafeteria and sat him at a table in a remote corner.
It was the middle of the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had
already left and the lunch bunch had not yet arrived.

The manager strode across the cafeteria and stood by his table.
"What's going on here, officer?" he asked."What is all this, is this
man in trouble?"


"This lady brought this man in here to be fed," the policeman answered..

"Not in here!" the manager replied angrily. "Having a person like that
here is bad for business."

Old Jack smiled a toothless grin. "See, lady. I told you so. Now if
you'll let me go. I didn't want to come here in the first place."


The woman turned to the cafeteria manager and smiled. "Sir, are you
familiar with Eddy and Associates, the banking firm down the street?"


"Of course I am," the manager answered impatiently. "They hold their
weekly meetings in one of my banquet rooms."

"And do you make a goodly amount of money providing food at these
weekly meetings?"

"What business is that of yours?"

I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company..."
"Oh..."

The woman smiled again.. "I thought that might make a difference."
She glanced at the cop who was busy stifling a laugh. "Would you
like to join us in a cup of coffee and a meal, officer?"

"No thanks, ma'am," the officer replied. "I'm on duty.."

"Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?"

"Yes, ma'am. That would be very nice."

The cafeteria manager turned on his heel. "I'll get your coffee for
you right away, officer."

The officer watched him walk away. "You certainly put him in his
place," he said.
"That was not my intent... Believe it or not, I have a reason for all this."


She sat down at the table across from her amazed dinner guest. She
stared at him intently.

"Jack, do you remember me?"

Old Jack searched her face with his old, rheumy eyes. "I think so --
I mean you do look familiar."

"I'm a little older perhaps," she said. "Maybe I've even filled out
more than in my younger days when you worked here, and I came through
that very door, cold and hungry."


"Ma'am?" the officer said questioningly. He couldn't believe that
such a magnificently turned out woman could ever have been hungry.

"I was just out of college," the woman began. "I had come to the city
looking for a job, but I couldn't find anything. Finally I was down
to my last few cents and had been kicked out of my apartment. I
walked the streets for days. It was February and I was cold and
nearly starving. I saw this place and walked in on the off chance that
I could get something to eat."

Jack lit up with a smile. "Now I remember," he said. "I was behind
the serving counter. You came up and asked me if you could work for
something to eat. I said that it was against company policy."

"I know," the woman continued. "Then you made me the biggest roast
beef sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup of coffee, and told
me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was afraid that you
would get into trouble. Then, when I looked over and saw you put the
price of my food in the cash register, I knew then that everything
would be all right."

"So you started your own business?" Old Jack said.
"I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up.. Eventually I
started my own business that, with the help of God, prospered.." She
opened her purse and pulled out a business card.. "When you are
finished here, I want you to pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons. He's the
personnel director of my company.. I'll go talk to him now and I'm
certain he'll find something for you to do around the office."
She smiled. "I think he might even find the funds to give you a
little advance so that you can buy some clothes and get a place to
live until you get on your feet. If you ever need anything, my door
is always open to you."

There were tears in the old man's eyes. "How can I ever thank you?" he asked.
"Don't thank me," the woman answered.. "To God goes the glory. He
led me to you."

Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the
entrance before going their separate ways.. "Thank you for all your
help, officer," she said.

"On the contrary, Ms. Eddy," he answered. Thank you. I saw a miracle
today, something that I will never forget. And...And thank you for
the coffee."

Have a Wonderful Day. May God Bless You Always and don't forget that
when you "cast your bread upon the waters," you never know how it will
be returned to you. God is so big He can cover the whole world with
his Love and so small He can curl up inside your heart.

When God leads you to the edge of the cliff, trust Him fully and let go.
Only 1 of 2 things will happen, either He'll catch you when you fall,
or He'll teach you how to fly!

The power of one sentence! God is going to shift things around for
you today and let things work in your favor. If you believe, send it.
If you don't believe, delete it.

God closes doors no man can open & God opens doors no man can close..
If you need God to open some doors for you...send this on.

Have a blessed day and remember to be a blessing to others!





cut my hair, and my bro said it looks like a jap boy's haircut -scowls- ah wells. cycling was fun(:




wonder why people make it so difficult to believe that there is a little goodness in everyone.

Friday, September 04, 2009

on the mrt home ytd, i was just wondering.
what is a friend? someone who is always physically next to you? someone you're emotionally very close to? someone whom you can talk to about anything and everything? someone whom you can talk to for hours? someone whom you can sit next to, in complete silence, without any awkward feeling, cos that person completely understands how you feel without having to communicate? maybe to me, a friend is each of those things.
and i wondered, if we made friends for a specific purpose? like making friends with shaina, just so i can go home with her? but i doubt so, or all my friends would be living near me... or make friends to have some company in various groups? but seems more likely that i already had friends then joined together as a group..
how do i make friends? or how do i make good friends, to be specific? the difference between a good friend and a friend is, perhaps, quite clear to me. but how i made the distinction is less obvious.. people whom i can talk to, connect with. and talk to quite a bit i guess.



and the school's biodiversity pond is actually really quite a nice place.








and this link for some kind of... mood thingy came from sihui. seemed quite accurate for her, but somehow, i'm not too sure about myself. mood's been changing frequently, i dont even know what i'm feeling now. all i know is that i'm tired and sleepy, but i need to finish my work. so i can enjoy my day tomorrow without feeling guilty about wasting a day.

http://www.goldinuniverse.com/

You are feeling exhausted, worn out, drained. You feel that far too much is being asked of you but you still want to overcome these difficulties and establish yourself despite the effect such an effort seems to have on you. You are a proud person, assertive most of the time, but at this particular moment you are acting as if you have become resigned to the situation. What you need is some tender loving care - a gentle pat on the head (or maybe a 'kick-up-the backside') and then you'll be raring to go.

Recently you have been experiencing considerable mental anguish and turmoil. You are bored and discontent. Nothing seems to be going right for you. Even your relationships aren't working out and you don't quite know which way to turn.

We are all conditioned by our environment and as such we respond to people's perception of ourselves, but you feel that conditions are not right at this time. You are experiencing certain reservations that are precluding you to develop a particular relationship, business or personal, that is being offered. It is 'make your mind up time' - the decision is all yours, but whatever decision you make, it will be the right one.

Having experienced considerable disappointment of late and not knowing quite what to do about it this has led you to suffer a great deal of agitation and anxiety. You are trying very hard to make favourable impressions all round. You feel that you have a right to do anything that you wish without being condemned for your beliefs. Everything seems to be going against you and you feel helpless to change the situation. The possibility of failure is most upsetting and this situation is leading to untold stress. You honestly believe that the situation is not of your making - it is not your fault - you have been misled and abused by those that you trusted, but you are trying to look at the situation quite dispassionately. Would you perhaps not agree that this situation could be regarded as unrealistic self justification?

Overwork - be it mental stress or physical strain, you are completely worn out and this depleted vitality has created an intolerance for any further stimulation. You feel disappointed with your obvious lack of energy and powerless to do anything about it. You are angry with yourself and this frustration shows. You are contradictory and argumentative and feel helpless to change the situation at this time. Take a break - even if it is only for a few days - allow yourself to breath, to unwind - you'll feel much better for it. Then trust and let go.


maybe it's true, in part. i really really want to go to pulau ubin or somewhere with lots of trees and a cool breeze. fresh air and a nice sky and no stress, no pressure.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

i need a break, i need to run, i need to move around, i need to go out to breathe some fresh air, look at some awesome view, hear the wind rustling the leaves of the trees overhead.



and i totally feel like my notes and tutorials and worksheets are more popular than me. haha somehow i always get this feeling, once in a while, whether in pri sch, or sec sch, or jc.


Right Here - Hawk Nelson

Every time I see you I can see right through you
Knowing I could never change your mind
I look into your eyes for the last time
I have realized for the first time

While everyone is around I'll take a moment
To let you know that I am down

Have all my questions been ignored?
This time I'm walking out the door

I don't know if I'll ever know why
Or hear the sound when angel's cry
What you said to me late last night
I'll remember for the rest of my life
Every night when I close my eyes
I see the ways that you've touched my life
And I want you to know that I'll
Always be right here

Time stands still, so do I, leave me here
But for now I will go and I won't say nothing
Every time I hear that sound it reminds me that
You're always hanging around

Have all my questions been ignored?
This time I'm walking out the door

I don't know if I'll ever know why
Or hear the sound when angel's cry
What you said to me late last night
I'll remember for the rest of my life
Every night when I close my eyes
I see the ways that you've touched my life
And I want you to know that I'll
Always be right here

These are the days these are the moments that pass us by
We ask the questions but we never really find out why

Pull my card right from the bottom
Reminds me of the things we've forgotten
That road trip we look back in autumn
The time we left and went back and got 'em

These are the days these are the moments that pass us by

I don't know if I'll ever know why
Or hear the sound when angel's cry
What you said to me late last night
I'll remember for the rest of my life
Every night when I close my eyes
I see the ways that you've touched my life
And I want you to know that I'll
Always be right here