Saya sedang merindu. Rindu tempat-tempat dimana masa kecil saya dihabiskan. Disana di desa kecil miskin di daerah pantura yang panas. Yang masih kerap datang di mimpi-mimpi saya. Rindu bau angin lautnya. Rindu bau dedaunan kering, dan rindu bau tanah pesawahan yang luas terbentang disana.
Salah satu tempat disana yang saya rindukan adalah pasar. Tadi pagi bangun tidur, tiba-tiba terbayang setiap pojoknya, remang matahari yang lewat disela-sela atap jongko yang bolong, bau lumpur hitam menjijikkan depan tukang sayur yang sering membuat saya bergidik setiap menginjaknya, juga preman-preman bertattoo asal jadi (yang penting serem) yang nongkrong di bagian depannya.
Pasar itu pasar tradisional. Tempat saya dibesarkan manalah punya pusat perbelanjaan mewah. Pasar Pantura disana itu tempat dimana hanya ada satu toko kecil yang menjual pernik-pernik. Yang punya namanya Pak Heri. Lakunya bukan main, tersedia segala ada dari parfum kaleng murahan, sampai kertas surat, asesoris plastik dengan warna-warna menghujam retina, dan juga karet rambut berbulu-bulu dan celak penghitam kelopak mata untuk riasan mata bergaya Cleopatra.
Ada juga penjual koin dan uang kertas lama. Yang saya sering tengoki karena ingin sekali membeli mata uang Gulden bercetakan kepala Ratu Wilhelmina circa abad 19, yang tidak terbeli oleh uang saku saya yang hanya Rp 500,- hanya cukup untuk ongkos transportasi, dan kalau mau beli es dengan pewarna tekstil itu ya harus mau jalan kaki berkilo-kilo meter jauhnya ke sekolah.
Makanan favorit saya disana bukanlah hotdog dan milkshake apalagi ayam goreng renyah yang mendunia itu. Saya baru tahu makanan begituan itu setelah pindah ke kota Bandung ini. Jajanan kesukaan saya adalah urap daun semanggi. Dijual oleh nenek-nenek dengan bakul gendongan. Semanggi adalah gulma yang mungkin hasil berjam-jam mencabutinya dengan berbungkuk-bungkuk di sawah. Dengan bumbu kelapa yang pedas dan berbau sedikit kencur. Kenapa saya suka? Entah. Mungkin pengaruh nama saya yang sama dengan nama latin semanggi. Padahal menurut ibu saya makanan itu tidak sehat, jorok, dan berwarna kotoran kerbau.
Ada bangunan tua di tengah pasar itu dengan lorong di dalamnya yang katanya ada bilik-bilik didalamnya. Saya tidak pernah berani memasukinya. Karena gelap, suram, dan menakutkan. Entah ada apa disana. Di bagian depan adalah terminal, ada penjual-penjual poster dan anak-anak laki-laki pembolos sekolah yang suka nongkrong disitu. Saya sering tertarik melihat-lihat disitu, siapa tahu ada poster baru Bon Jovi. Walau teman-teman perempuan saya seringkali menyeret saya pergi dari situ, karena seram dengan preman bertatoo disana.
Saya merindu pasar itu. Yang katanya sekarang sudah malih rupa menjadi kios-kios bertembok…. Mungkin diambil alih oleh cukong kaya untuk dijadikan Addicted to Bath Shopping Center.
Mira Marsellia
The Sundanese Tragedy 
Home sweet home.
You know i’m a dreamer
But my heart’s of gold
I had to run away high
So i wouldn’t come home low
Just when things went right
It doesn’t mean they were always wrong
Just take this song and you’ll never feel
Left all alone
Take me to your heart
Feel me in your bones
Just one more night
And i’m comin’ off this
Long & winding road
I’m on my way
Well, i’m on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I’m on my way
I’m on my way
Home sweet home
You know that i seem
To make romantic dreams
Up in lights, fallin’ off
The silver screen
My heart’s like an open book
For the whole world to read
Somtimes nothing–keeps me together
At the seams
I’m on my way
Well, i’m on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I’m on my way
Just set me free
Home sweet home
Home Sweet Home – Motley Crue
The Sleeper:
Shine – Lake of fire
Lines take me higher
My mind drips desire
Confined and overtired
Living this charade
Is getting me nowhere
I can’t shake this charade
The city’s cold blood calls me home
Home, It’s what I long for
Back home, Where I belong
The city – It calls to me
Decadent scenes from my memory
Sorrow- Eternity
My demons are coming to drown me
Help – I’m falling, I’m crawling
I can’t keep away from its clutch
Can’t have it, this habit
It’s calling me back to my home
The Miracle:
I remember the first time she came to me
Poured her soul out all night and cried
I remember I was told there’s a new love that’s born
For each one that has died
I never thought that I
Could carry on with this life
But I can’t resist myself
No matter how hard I try
Living their other life
Is getting them nowhere
I’ll make her my wife
Her sweet temptation calls me home
Home, It’s what I long for
My home, Where she belongs
Her ecstasy- means so much to me
Even deceiving my own blood
Victoria watches and thoughtfully smiles
She’s taking me back to my home
Help – he’s my brother, but I love her
I can’t keep away from her touch
Deception, dishonor
It’s calling me back to my home
Nicholas:
Her story – it holds the key
Unlocking dreams from my memory
Solving this mystery
Is everything that is a part of me
Help – Regression, obsession
I can’t keep away from her clutch
Leave no doubt, to find out
It’s calling me back to my home
Home – Dream Theater
Stand in the mirror
You look the same
Just lookin’ for shelter
From cold and the pain
Someone to cover
Safe from the rain
All I want is to be home
Home – Foo Fighters
Something you should know about California Lyrics
Title: Savage Garden – California lyrics
Artist: Savage Garden Lyrics
Visitors: 210 visitors have hited California Lyrics since May 27, 2008.
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I got a cottage with a sea view
I got a regular summer tan
I been working up the courage to call you all year
(Ooh)
But there are nothing i can say and there are no good words left anyway
Besides people are cruel and the world still moves without you
(Ooh)
Welcome to my Californian home, you don’t have to call me you can leave when you want
There’s a picture above my bed and there’s a light in your eyes
I don’t know
Well I don’t know whether you still feel alone
And we were dying from the get go
I was dreaming but you never believe
I was trying to fit myself into spaces between
(Ooh)
And you were kind and sometimes cruel
You said all the worlds love couldn’t satisfy you
And nothing coulda hurt me as much as the truth
(Ooh, darlin)
Welcome to my Californian home, you don’t have to call me you can leave when you want
There’s a picture above my bed and there’s a light in your eyes
I don’t know but tell me coz I wanna find out do you still feel alone
Love is illusive when you search for it
And don’t I know
Happiness sometimes it just creeps in
And don’t I know it
I’m going crazy I’ve been wonderin do you still feel alone?
I need to find some kind of peace of mind
I need to find
I got a cottage with a sea view
I got a regular summer tan
I know that I deserve more but I still want you
Welcome to my Californian home, you don’t have to call me you can leave when you want
There’s a picture above my bed and there’s a light in your eyes
I don’t know but tell me coz I wanna find out do you still feel
Welcone to my California
Even though I’m no good for ya
There’s a part of me still waitin for ya
(Oh oh oh)
Welcome to my happy endin
Even though it’s fun pretendin I know
I know you can’t look back you can never go back
california home – savage garden
I lose some sales
and my boss won’t be happy
but I can’t stop listening to the sound
of two soft voices blended in perfection
from the reels of this record that I found
every day there’s a boy in the mirror
asking me
what are you doing here
finding all my previous motives
growing increasingly unclear
I travelled far and I burned all the bridges
I believed as SOON as I hit land
all the other
options held before me
WILL wither in the light of my plan
so I lose some sales
and my boss won’t be happy
but there’s only one thing on my mind
searching boxes underneath the counter
on a chance that on a tape I’d find
a song for
someone who needs somewhere
to long for
homesick
cause I no longer know
what home is
homesick – kings of convenience
ini site lirik lagu nya?
ga’ seserem itu kaleee…
tukang pernak-pernik itu namanya Haer bukan Heri. Dia itu paman saya. Sekarang pindah toko depan SMPN 2 Sukamandi.
Sekarang sich ‘dah berubah drastis tis tis, tidak ada lorong yg sering disebut “LOSS”.
jadi muriding maca tulisan tulisan ceu mira .
I’m sittin’ in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man band
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought’s escaping
Home, where my music’s playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Everyday’s an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every stranger’s face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought’s escaping
Home, where my music’s playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Tonight I’ll sing my songs again
I’ll play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought’s escaping
Home, where my music’s playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
Silently for me