Tuesday, 19 November 2013

There's A Cold Wind Blowing

Inspirasi membuat lirik lagu ini agak konyol sih sebenarnya: gara-gara di Depok lagi dingin. Ga gitu doang sih, tapi ya itu awal mulanya. Cuaca sudah mulai tidak bersahabat dan hampir setiap hari di depok gw harus menghadapi hujan badai, dan biasanya hujannya sore. Alhasil malemnya jadi dingin banget, dan sebagai anak Paragita, ga jarang gw baru pulang menyusuri jalan kober-barel mendekati tengah malem. Anginnya dingin, dan entah kenapa itu membuat gw takut (bukan merinding loh ya, beda cerita itu).

Di lirik ini, gw menganalogikan angin dingin itu sebagai masalah & tantangan yang sedang gw hadapi pada saat itu. About the future, about my poor socializing skills, etc, etc.. Dan selalu saja ada orang-orang tertentu yang sepertinya senang membuat kita semakin terpuruk. Atau ya mereka ga sadar bahwa apa yang mereka ucapkan telah menyinggung gw dan membikin gw semakin down. Whatever I do, it would be never good enough.

But I realized that, hey, nobody's perfect. Dan emang apa yang gw lakukan ga akan pernah cukup. All I know is that I have to always give it my best.


There's a cold wind blowing
in the middle of the night

It still hours 'til morning
Here I am alone, walking,
thinking what I should have done
Or what shouldn't have been done

So many things I wanna do
So many things I wanna have
Yet it's like I stayed the same
After all that's happened

[Chorus]
Oh, honey bee
It doesn't matter
doesn't matter anymore
Anymore
I'll enjoy this cold wind a little longer
To prove they're not always right
To prove I am not always wrong 

It chills me to the bones
It pierces through the soul
And my heart shrinks as the air escapes me
Why am I breathing slower?

Is it true that what I do
will never be good enough
It's like I stayed the same
After all that's happened

[Chorus]
 
Have you not seen how I am standing on my own two feet?
Don't you people have anything to do than to bring me down?
Is it jealousy? Is it entertaining for you
to see me fall, to see me wrong?
What if I tell you that nothing is wrong or right

There's a cold wind blowing
in the middle of the night
I'm making myself a cup of coffee
with you by my side
would you care for a humble sip?


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