Thursday, 25 December 2008

Bombshell.

No man, no madness
Though their sad power may prevail
Can possess, conquer, my country's heart
They rise to fail
She is eternal
Long before nations' lines were drawn
When no flags flew, when no armies stood
My land was born

And you ask me why I love her
Through wars, death and despair
She is the constant
We who don't care
And you wonder will I leave her -- but how?
I cross over borders but I'm still there now

How can I leave her?
Where would I start?
Let man's petty nations tear themselves apart
My land's only borders lie around my heart

Imagine standing on a scene in some country god forgot and just sing a number like this at the very top of your lungs.
You enter the stage and the audience is completely silent - you smell their expectation. The lights blind you, but the adrenaline is intoxicating and you don't really mind. The music starts and you start singing. While the song last it's all about the music. The tunes, the words, the feeling they bring to you.

I'd love to be in a musical. Of course, seeing as I can't sing so other people like it, being in a musical isn't really an option for me. Dancing is, I suppose, but I want it all. All or nothing - I've always been like that. Ah, and I suppose my extremely poor acting talents would keep me away too. I actually thought I was pretty good at acting and then in 2005 I saw myself in As You Like It. It wasn't good. It was rather painful to watch - but that might've been because it was me. (My English was great though, so I suppose that's always something.) Great or not, it was fun anyway and I did get the most pathetic part of them all - which was my only request. Hrm, I think I lost myself here...
Ah right - singing is fun! People really should do it more often. I'm gonna do it more often. I'm gonna end this year with one big fat ballad at the top of my lugns. Put the crystal away! My singing's here to stay!

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