Project #2

This is our second project, we have not found a name for us yet. Many people asked what the purpose of this project is. Well, so far I can only say that we made it in the name of "passion" and "ngabuburit-every-Monday-and-Thursday" :D For a while, you can just call us "Joni and Zooey". LOL.

This song is titled "Till We Meet Again". I need more than three weeks to think about what title suits best. And I've found it after a long hour of boring meeting with my family (sorry), which made me couldn't use my cell phone. And it killed me. And that's when I hummed the song and said "Till we meet again, my phone". Moreover, Capt joined the meeting so that he inspired me more, especially for the newest part of the song (second verse) which Joni had me to do.

This song tells about unwanted farewells, well it often happens right? When a person had to let go off someone because they cannot be together or they must not be together despite of every reason they have to be: a very appealing story, an extremely strong chemistry, or a like-minded past; they still have to be apart. The process of letting go takes them to spare a room in their hearts and use them to believe that somehow in another circle of life, God will give them a chance to have a different and happier ending. So, that belief leads them to seize the days until that "next meeting", wherever and whenever it will be.

*nothing personal, no hard feeling* :")





"Till We Meet Again"

Music: Joni
Lyrics: Icha

In the middle of this sorrow,
somewhere there is still a glow.
And it's to always know
that every minute spent with you ran very slow.

I know this time I may not follow
but we'll meet again at the end of the rainbow.
We just have to believe in tomorrow
when you and I are on the same row,
on the same flow.
And none of us have to let go.

*instrumental*

There are times I get shallow
somehow let this heart to show.
Every time I'm feeling low,
it's you, the light that shines on me in rain or snow.

I know this time I may not follow
but we'll meet again at the end of the rainbow.
We just have to believe in tomorrow
when you and I are on the same row,
on the same flow.
And none of us have to let go~

I know this time I must not follow
but we'll greet again through the sound of a rainbow.
We just have to believe in tomorrow
when you and I are on the same row,
on the same flow.
Ooh, on the same row, on the same flow.
And none of us have to let go, ooh~


~chaa