Oil and Water

This song by Incubus. Somehow it just hits all the right notes whenever I listen to it. Is it a sad reality? I can't no longer be sure of it anymore. Sometimes it really stings when you don't feel as if there's a real "home" for you. But in another way, it's telling you that there's still something for you to live for. Why is life a beautiful thing? Maybe it's because of all the ironies, all the paradox. Perhaps, that's the real adventure.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0uHsvLxu3GU