051712 -- replicato
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memorialrainbow Originally published at topthrillracer, dated 111208. References changed to modern-day.
Even if we are apart -- like we are
The two sides of the star-sign that runs in the heavens
A noon that clatters around noisily
A night that's wistful and thoughtful, as well
Over the sky, there we are
Gemini, gravity pulls us toward each other
An echo coming form somewhere
-- wait
-- wait
this isn't coming from where I expected it to!!!
Through the cloudy sky, I see the stars.
Are you watching the same stars, as well?
Two in the morning -- I happened to wake up
Another shattering dream
I sat alone on my bed
In times like this
Somebody --
somebody --
help me please --
I texted you this morning after another problem. You came to my room and found me lying on my bed, curled up in a ball. Some time later, I went down to 96th and Park to watch the trains run. Later that same night, I was touched in a way I haven't been since back then. "Breathe in, breathe out," I remember the way he used to say. How can I explain something to you that happened years ago, something that still affects me even now, something that will affect me for the rest of my life? What is this?
(A sorrow as if this sky has fallen)
That sound coming from my soul
(The warm rhythms that will melt those)
Hold on tight so you won't lose it
He cocks his head for what seems to be the hundredth time at you, but I know that he's been doing this for an eternity. "Mr. Yuuichi, what'cha doin'?" "Mr. Yuuichi, can I drive the bus?" "Mr. Yuuichi, can you buy me some cotton candy?" White as the snow, blue as the sky, little one, don't you get it? You're always so bright, so shining, innocent as the day you gave your life away to save those who should have never been saved. Climb back up onto my shoulders for now?
If you're lost on the path
Nervous and afraid
During those times, those times
Close your eyes and feel the pulse running through you
During the hand-freezing mornings
Languid afternoons, too
By this sound, the two of us are connected
I once had a dream where, I can't remember what happened at first during the dream, but I was getting ready to fight something. And I pulled out a piece of fabric from out of my pocket. It was a turquoise color, and it was in the style of these bookmarks I had seen at the Dollar Tree (this was back in Zanesville, Ohio). But instead of saying "love" or "peace" it said "hybrid," like the roller coaster type. The only hybrid I really knew about, coaster wise, was Gemini, although there was one apparently at Valleyfair and the Coney Island Thunderbolt, a long time ago, was a hybrid as well...
If I became an angel and got my wings, where would I fly to?
When I look back on the past
I realize I really am alone
It's such a far place, far away
I feel like I've been traveling all night
Suddenly, it occurs to me; what if I vanished?
Somebody --
Somebody --
Answer me... please...
The first miracle is light.
The second miracle is death.
The third miracle is speed.
The fourth...I don't need a fourth miracle...
(Sorrows as if this sea has split)
I always heard that sound, somewhere, in my heart
(These old-fond rhythms that douse everything)
I'll hold on so I won't disappear
I don't need a fourth miracle...but I'm getting one anyway.
Hey, don't cry
When you are lonely
Clear your ears and listen to my voice
Even if it rains outside
Even when the night comes
It's gravity that's holding everything together
If you're lost on the path
Nervous and afraid
During those times, those times
Close your eyes and feel the pulse running through you
During the hand-freezing mornings
Languid afternoons, too
By this sound, the two of us are connected
There was a bird that had fallen
Burned by a broken heart
With an uncertain future
It wanted to disappear, but instead, it came here
It rested its wings
Then eased its heart
When it's through with crying let's sing a love song
Some day's love song that couldn't be sang today
Don't you hear that?
That's *your* line.
Hey, don't cry
When you are lonely
Clear your ears and listen to my voice
Even if it rains outside
Even when the night comes
It's gravity that's holding everything together
Even if we are apart -- like we are
The two sides of the star-sign that runs in the heavens
A noon that clatters around noisily
A night that's wistful and thoughtful, as well
Over the sky, there we are
Gemini, gravity pulls us toward each other
And long-ago words echo out:
No matter how far apart we are,
we're still under the same night sky.
We all see the same stars.
Even if we are apart -- like we are
The two sides of the star-sign that runs in the heavens
A noon that clatters around noisily
A night that's wistful and thoughtful, as well
Over the sky, there we are
Gemini, gravity pulls us toward each other
An echo coming form somewhere
-- wait
-- wait
this isn't coming from where I expected it to!!!
Through the cloudy sky, I see the stars.
Are you watching the same stars, as well?
Two in the morning -- I happened to wake up
Another shattering dream
I sat alone on my bed
In times like this
Somebody --
somebody --
help me please --
I texted you this morning after another problem. You came to my room and found me lying on my bed, curled up in a ball. Some time later, I went down to 96th and Park to watch the trains run. Later that same night, I was touched in a way I haven't been since back then. "Breathe in, breathe out," I remember the way he used to say. How can I explain something to you that happened years ago, something that still affects me even now, something that will affect me for the rest of my life? What is this?
(A sorrow as if this sky has fallen)
That sound coming from my soul
(The warm rhythms that will melt those)
Hold on tight so you won't lose it
He cocks his head for what seems to be the hundredth time at you, but I know that he's been doing this for an eternity. "Mr. Yuuichi, what'cha doin'?" "Mr. Yuuichi, can I drive the bus?" "Mr. Yuuichi, can you buy me some cotton candy?" White as the snow, blue as the sky, little one, don't you get it? You're always so bright, so shining, innocent as the day you gave your life away to save those who should have never been saved. Climb back up onto my shoulders for now?
If you're lost on the path
Nervous and afraid
During those times, those times
Close your eyes and feel the pulse running through you
During the hand-freezing mornings
Languid afternoons, too
By this sound, the two of us are connected
I once had a dream where, I can't remember what happened at first during the dream, but I was getting ready to fight something. And I pulled out a piece of fabric from out of my pocket. It was a turquoise color, and it was in the style of these bookmarks I had seen at the Dollar Tree (this was back in Zanesville, Ohio). But instead of saying "love" or "peace" it said "hybrid," like the roller coaster type. The only hybrid I really knew about, coaster wise, was Gemini, although there was one apparently at Valleyfair and the Coney Island Thunderbolt, a long time ago, was a hybrid as well...
If I became an angel and got my wings, where would I fly to?
When I look back on the past
I realize I really am alone
It's such a far place, far away
I feel like I've been traveling all night
Suddenly, it occurs to me; what if I vanished?
Somebody --
Somebody --
Answer me... please...
The first miracle is light.
The second miracle is death.
The third miracle is speed.
The fourth...I don't need a fourth miracle...
(Sorrows as if this sea has split)
I always heard that sound, somewhere, in my heart
(These old-fond rhythms that douse everything)
I'll hold on so I won't disappear
I don't need a fourth miracle...but I'm getting one anyway.
Hey, don't cry
When you are lonely
Clear your ears and listen to my voice
Even if it rains outside
Even when the night comes
It's gravity that's holding everything together
If you're lost on the path
Nervous and afraid
During those times, those times
Close your eyes and feel the pulse running through you
During the hand-freezing mornings
Languid afternoons, too
By this sound, the two of us are connected
There was a bird that had fallen
Burned by a broken heart
With an uncertain future
It wanted to disappear, but instead, it came here
It rested its wings
Then eased its heart
When it's through with crying let's sing a love song
Some day's love song that couldn't be sang today
Don't you hear that?
That's *your* line.
Hey, don't cry
When you are lonely
Clear your ears and listen to my voice
Even if it rains outside
Even when the night comes
It's gravity that's holding everything together
Even if we are apart -- like we are
The two sides of the star-sign that runs in the heavens
A noon that clatters around noisily
A night that's wistful and thoughtful, as well
Over the sky, there we are
Gemini, gravity pulls us toward each other
And long-ago words echo out:
No matter how far apart we are,
we're still under the same night sky.
We all see the same stars.
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Date: 2012-05-26 08:38 pm (UTC)