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Thursday, March 10, 2011

Short Stories with Tragic Endings

This is the song you told me to look up before you left. And I did. And now it's here, I'm still in Florida, and you're there. Now, I've probably already brought this to attention, but the end of the song is the part that kills. Here's the lyrics from 6:00 to the end.

Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person,
and the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much?
So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze.
It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions
and to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds.
You let this one person come down in the most perfect moment.
And it breaks my heart to know the only reason you are here now is a reminder of what I'll never have...
I'll never have... I'll never...
Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in...
standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in...
But this table for one has become bearable.
I now take comfort in this, and for this, I cherish you.
Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person
and the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much?
So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze.
It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions
and to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds.
And you let this one person come down...come down...I cherish you...I cherish you.
Just say that you would do the same for me...

just say you would do the same for me...
just say you would do the same...
just say you would do the same, for me
For as much as I love Autumn,
I'm giving myself to Ashes.

The part that bothers me is in red (I like red, it's a good color, never lets you down.). Mainly cuz I don't understand what it means, if it means anything that you told me to look it up before you left. If it was some sort of leaving message, or just a song. Either way, I shouldn't've looked it up.

Fuck, you're not even gonna read this anyway.



Music=Life

(Song is Short Stories With tragic Endings by From Autumn to Ashes if anyone wants to look it up)

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