Ever since I graduated from college, all my birthdays passed by in a (well-fed) blur. No existentialist Why am I here? What do I do next? questions to make me do something I rarely do: think.
So I’m wondering now why these questions are running around my head the past week. Is it the effect of being a quarter century old already? And for the same reason, this song has been playing over and over (and over and over…) again in my head. Kasalanan mo ito, C, at ng videoke.
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I just stared out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I’d end up happy
I would pray
[CHORUS:]
I’ll spread my wings and I’ll learn how to fly
I’ll do what it takes till’ I touch the sky
I’ll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won’t forget all the ones that I loved
I’ll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakawayWanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get on board a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away
And breakaway[CHORUS]
Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging around revolving doors
Maybe I don’t know where they’ll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away breakawayI’ll spread my wings
And I’ll learn how to fly
Though it’s not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won’t forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
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Note: The picture is from Kuya Greg’s multiply, from his trip to Eastern Samar for Operation Blessing. And yes, going on a jetplane and out of the country is one of my prayer items this year. =)
