07-11-2008, 11:00 PM
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THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOVED
______THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOST
THE THINGS I'VE HELD SACRED
______________THAT I'VE DROPPED
_____ A frail and tempered piece of colorful string, perhaps blue, perhaps red or yellow, snapped. Inside of his chest Ahren felt a great rush, and suddenly it was like there was something filling his being. The noise from Laruku had brought something to a head, and that was all it took. Ahren’s mouth opened. “Last night I heard the screaming, loud voices behind the wall,” he sang strongly, his eyes hazing over with a faint and distant memory. How familiar was this? How many times had they been in this position before? Had it been Laruku or Matinee that had been there to sing with him so many times? It felt like his heart was healing, a terrible pain worse then it had been when it shattered.
_____ “Another sleepless night for me, it wont do no good to call…always come late, if they come at all,” he ended with the final note fading from his throat. A girl had sung that for him once, a blue-eyed girl on the deck of a ship. He shivered, and looked down at his feet.
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
lyrics © "Behind The Wall" - Tracy Chapman______THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOST
THE THINGS I'VE HELD SACRED
______________THAT I'VE DROPPED
_____ A frail and tempered piece of colorful string, perhaps blue, perhaps red or yellow, snapped. Inside of his chest Ahren felt a great rush, and suddenly it was like there was something filling his being. The noise from Laruku had brought something to a head, and that was all it took. Ahren’s mouth opened. “Last night I heard the screaming, loud voices behind the wall,” he sang strongly, his eyes hazing over with a faint and distant memory. How familiar was this? How many times had they been in this position before? Had it been Laruku or Matinee that had been there to sing with him so many times? It felt like his heart was healing, a terrible pain worse then it had been when it shattered.
_____ “Another sleepless night for me, it wont do no good to call…always come late, if they come at all,” he ended with the final note fading from his throat. A girl had sung that for him once, a blue-eyed girl on the deck of a ship. He shivered, and looked down at his feet.
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
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