Hang on little tomato

This afternoon, I took a walk along the sea with my headphone on.

It was a beautiful afternoon, with both sunshine and drizzle, it formed a beautiful half rainbow over the sea, the wind blows, fresh and relaxing.


All of the sudden, a nostalgia feeling overwhelmed me, tearing start falling down that I can not control.

… If you start to cry, look up to the sky
Something’s coming up ahead
To turn your tears to dew instead …

I know why I got so emotional over this song. When I lived in Paris, there’s a person I know that he loves Pink Martini, every time I hear this melody, it reminds me so much of him and the state I was in when I first came to Paris. Everything seemed exciting and interesting. I was a new soul in a big city, curious about everything.

“Hang On Little Tomato”

The sun has left and forgotten me
It’s dark. I cannot see
Why does this rain pour down?
I’m gonna drown
In a sea
Of deep confusion

Somebody told me, I don’t know who,
“Whenever you are sad and blue,
And you’re feelin’ all alone, and left behind,
Just take a look inside you and you’ll find.

You gotta hold on, hold on through the night
Hang on, things will be all right
Even when it’s dark
And not a bit of sparkling
Sing-song sunshine from above
Spreading rays of sunny love

Just hang on, hang on to the vine
Stay on, soon you’ll be divine
If you start to cry, look up to the sky
Something’s coming up ahead
To turn your tears to dew instead.

And so I hold on to this advice
When change is hard and not so nice
If you listen to your heart the whole night through
Your sunny someday will come one day soon to you

And look at me now, a totally different me.

Life has ups and downs, like everyone, I have my own problems. Sometimes, I feel I can not breath. Other times, I feel that I’m growing so strong that nothing can beat me. We are both strong and weak, it’s all a state of mind.


Buddhism clams the emptiness, that we belong to nothing, own nothing thus demand nothing. Things come and go, the importance is how we cope with ourselves, can we see inside, can we stay mindfulness.

I let my emotion eaten me up that afternoon.

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