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12 May 2012 @ 06:24 pm
one day they will see it's long gone  
in retrospect i am pretty happy with 1025 being called 1025 (love will tear us apart), actually. it's more empathy will tear us apart, or possibly misplaced human decency will tear us apart, or indeed this omniscient asshole will definitely tear us apart, but as symbolism -- even if i nabbed the line from the evelyn evelyn cover, eheh -- i feel it works.

(1025, for those of you just coming in, is one of the two songs on simon says that is actually flagrant homestuck fanfiction disguised as something with meaning. that's the theme of simon says, flagrant in-jokes disguised as something with meaning: see also IPMAT, biology mnemonics disguised as the song version of a softer world; sprechen sie englisch?, a song about the handmaid that got us "is it about the holocaust?" from l; the queen is from, an allegory based entirely on david koresh superstar; citrus, which i wrote to be the backbone for indelicates fanfiction for god's sake; etc. the other theme is apocalypses!)

one time (february 12, 2012, actually) i sang 1025 at my dad and he thought it was a mountain goats song.

the lyrics

this is not the two-bit
miracle you're waiting for
and this is not anyone's dream
please read the table of contents

you've stumbled onto things much
bigger than that (hurry up now)
there are forces to which even
such as i have to bow

keep the things you've loved out of sight
and don't look behind
keep the desperate thoughts of last night
and see what you find

keep the things you've loved out of sight
and don't look behind
keep the desperate thoughts of last night
and see what you find

twice-damned child, you have not been
trying very hard, have you?
oh, and if you fall behind
i can't imagine what i'll do

know that this is not
anything like what you wanted
know that this could not
ever be what you deserve

and should you find a way to break
the ring and chains, i
would only raise the stakes
for those who remain -- fly!

but would you walk away
without a backwards look?
(love, i'd never)

would you tell it all
to some stranger's book?
(love, i'd never)

would you give it up
and not resemble what we were?
would you sell it all
for just a chance at beating her?

would you carve yourself away
to tell another world you're fine?
(no, i'd never)

would you wreck and abandon me
if it would turn back time?
(no, i'd never)

would you lock this
deep inside your mind
never to be seen but
for the mercy of the tide?

leave all the things you've made behind
and i will seek you
flee to that loneliest place and hide
and i will meet you

leave all the things you've made behind
and i will seek you
flee to that loneliest place and hide
and i will meet you

sweetheart, this is not the
beringed saviour you've been asking for
here there's no one real left to save
you'll turn back no more

sweetheart, this is not the
bright-winged god that you've been praying for
the mirror's cracked, the stone's been thrown
you'll never, never know the score

keep the setting sun in your mind (anyway)
and i will guide you
keep the crumbling moon at your right
and i will find you

keep the setting sun in your mind (anyway)
and i will guide you
keep the crumbling moon at your right
and i will find you

oh my dear, this is not the
two-bit miracle you have wished for
there is an index for a reason
you just opened the wrong door

those that claim to love you
we know they won't understand
the choice is yours, i just advise
(hurry up and take my hand)

and i swear
i'll never not know
where you are

and i swear
i'll never not know
where you are

and i swear
i'll never not know
where you are

and i swear
i'll never not know
what you are

keep the setting sun in your mind (and wait)
and i will find you
keep the crumbling moon at your right
and i will guide you

keep the setting sun in your mind (and wait)
and i will find you
keep the crumbling moon at your right
and i will guide you

i will guide you
i will guide you
i will guide you

two by two
two by two
two by two by two by two

two by two
two by two
two by two by two by two

and, okay, if you want to know who's speaking in the bridge, because it is not the general narrator -- why don't i just fuckin colour-code this so everyone will know, oh -- the only hint i will give, because that i am embarrassed of, is flip the fucking coin. and yes, i do kind of want to write this fanfiction. shut up.

i suppose this song is a decent song in that it combines two of my most sheepish passions, this stupid webcomic and logarithms.

christ i love logarithms.

and, yeah, the only reason i posted this was because i realised saying i possess Feelings about one stanza without context didn't work

(oh, and i just checked, and the verse/stanza distinction i was raised with was correct, if by this point practically deprecated; i enjoy apocryphal anachronistic accuracy the very very best, so)

so now that you know the song, what i was going 'siiigh yeah okay that's decent' about was twice-damned child, you have not been / trying very hard, have you? / oh, and if you fall behind, / i can't imagine what i'll do

which has, if anything, echoes of the kind of thing i heard all the time, back when i had religion.

so.

crossposted from http://pospreterito.dreamwidth.org/7190.html.
 
 
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