long way home

I had that experience. I was waiting at the bus stop. Freezing cold at the intersection of Leslie and Hwy 7. Waited more than thirty minutes for the bus. As I watched the cars pass by, I thought, this is absurd. If any one car would stop to offer me a ride, I would have gotten home already. Of course, no one would do that for me because they don’t know me and I don’t know them. Even if someone did stop to open his door, I would have hesitated. And if he insisted I get inside because it’s cold, I’d freak out. And I wouldn’t stop and offer a stranger a ride neither.

Today, Ms. L— walked to school from Kennedy and Hwy 7. That’s the distance of three major blocks. An hour into class, her face turned pale. I asked her to wait so someone could drive her home. But she insisted on taking the bus.




人海中，我是誰
Raidas

In addition to 別人的歌 and 傾心 which are my favourites of their slower songs, this song from their second and final album is pretty good too. I have come to appreciate the honest clarity of the voice.