Talking To The Moon
by Bruno Mars

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The name is Khairul. Would do fine with Khai or Kerol [kay-roll] - with proper pronunciation that is.

May have caused a traumatic experience to the nurses who were there when I graced the world on the 14th of June, 21 years ago.

I reside at the great eastern side of Singapore. At an estate named after a water containment facility. Go figure!

A left-hander. However, I function more like a right. And sometimes left of course.

Owns a Class 3 driving licence.

Have been playing the saxophone for 8 years. Currently a Baritone Saxophonist in the Philharmonic Youth Winds.

Being and socialising with people occupy whatever free time I might have.

Boredom is sadly pathetic - would be just staring at my ceiling.

And recently, graduated from Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts where I pursued a diploma in Arts Management, majoring in Performing Arts.

E-mail: khai8t9@gmail.com
(This is NOT my MSN address)

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Saturday, August 16, 2008
BEAUTIFUL AND IMPACTFUL
1:52 AM

I have been listening to it for quite some time. But it is only till recently that I sat quietly on the bus, enjoying the view and with that song in my ear as if the whole world is filled with it, that is when I realise it is such a beautiful and also an impactful song.

First song that moved me greatly.
Enjoy.
(Switch off the jukebox before pressing the play button)

Before pressing play,
STOP whatever you are doing now and really concentrate on the song.




I heard there was a secret chord

That David played, and it pleased the Lord
You don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth

The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Baby I've been here before,
I've seen this room and I've walked the floor,
I used to live alone before I knew ya
But I've seen your flag on the marble arch,
Our love is not a victory march,
It's a cold and its a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above,
But all I've ever learn from love,
is how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya.
It's not a cry that you hear at night,
It's not someone who has seen the light,
It's a cold and broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah


Pardon me for the lack of updates. School work is piling up and there is a test to study for.
Bring it on!
Ciao!