Hustle. Siul. Hustle.

Hustle - by Tunng

When I come home, you won't be there any more

And you will tear off your clothes and kiss the floor

When I come home, home, home

When I see land you will conjure up a storm

And I will tie your hands to the highest mast

When I see land, land, land

And we will hustle, hustle, hustle to be free

Free from all the

Happy thoughts and smiles across the sea

In favour of the

Mean, mean, moves,

And back doors to the heart from where we

Always, always fall apart

And you will slide on the back seat of my bike

And I will ride you home drunken in the rain

and you will win again and again

Now it's your turn you will tie me to the tree

And you will sing and sing, forever you and me

And in the dark you wonder what I see

And we will hustle, hustle, hustle to be free

Free from all the

Happy thoughts and smiles across the sea

In favour of the

Mean, mean, moves,

And back doors to the heart from where we

Always, always fall apart

lagu ini baru gue dapatkan (tak lain dan tak bukan) dari Rara pas main bebek di danau. romantis kan? HAHA
bagaimana pun juga, lagu ini... bagus! enak didengerin! ♥

Akhirnya gue mencoba menerka-nerka kira-kira apa makna lagunya. setelah liat video clipnya, gue berprasangka kalau lagu ini tuh tentang kematian. ya gak? ya gak? *mencoba mencari simpati

lagu itu gembira menyambut kematian. 'Nyebrang' ke tempat lain, tapi sambil siul. merasa bebas, dan senang.
Sebenarnya kenapa kita perlu takut meninggal? kita akan menemui tantangan baru, dan kehidupan baru yang lebih baik. kita bersama Tuhan.
Mungkin alasan orang takut dengan kematian ialah karena, manusia tidak mengerti tentangnya.
karena tidak tahu, jadi takut.

cara-cara meninggalnya ada beberapa:

1. And you will slide on the back seat of my bike ---> jatoh dari sepeda pas digonceng.

2. Now it's your turn you will tie me to the tree ---> gantung diri

3. And I will tie your hands to the highest mast ---> ngiket di tiang, trus dibiarin.