(or My Diary)
Sarah Maclachlan
Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide
voices trapped in yearning, memories trapped in time
the night is my companion, and solitude my guide
would I spend forever here and not be satisfied?
And I would be the one
to hold you down
kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
and after, I'd waipe away the tears
just close your eyes dear
Through this world I've stumbled
so many times betrayed
trying to find an honest word to find
the truth unslaved
oh you speak to me in riddles
and you speak to me in rhymes
my body aches to breathe your breath
your words keep me alive
And I would be the one
to hold you down
kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
and after, I'd wipe away the tears
just close your eyes dear
Into this night I wander
it's morning that I dread
another day of knowing of
the path I fear to tread
oh into the sea of waking dreams
I follow without pride
nothing stands between us here
and I won't be denied
And I would be the one
to hold you down
kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
and after, I'd wipe away the tears
just close your eyes.
School starts in just a wee bit of time, for which I'm pretty excited! Things here are beyond dull, the concerts suck anymore, and I'm ready to spread my wings at the nightclub.
I saw him again. While I was at the nightclub. Our eyes met and he looked as if he wanted to talk, but the boys must have intimidated him. Oh well, hope he knew the song I sang was for him, I wonder if he felt it caress him, if he knows the secrets of the song, if he's scared right now, or maybe had some interesting dreams tonight. I think I shall like him, he seems to be a fun toy, but I must be careful, because no toy is fun when it's broken.
He couldn't handle the music. Sometimes I wonder if I will find anyone that can fight it.
She doesn't want me to write anymore, worried that someone will discover the truth, though I doubt anyone is willing to look. No one really cares about a Daughter anyhow, we are but mere muses.
The most amazing thing happened. We gave birth to a theatre group! They need me, they just don't know it yet. They'll find out soon enough! Just thinking about the lights makes me giggle. It's the closest I'll get to daylight, and it's even better! As long as they don't expect me to remember any lines!
I had another dream last night. I felt him near, but it didn't matter where I turned, there were just shadows. Some people think we are beyond hope, destined....but I can't think that. He's there, in the shadows, just as afraid of me as I am to find him. What will happen to me when the quest stops? Until then, theatre amuses me. Remembering lines isn't too hard, no worse than singing songs. I guess they don't need too much accuracy.
Sarah Maclachlan
The ice is thin come on dive in
underneath my lucid skin
the cold is lost, forgotten
Hours pass days pass time stands still
light gets dark and darkness fills
my secret heart forbidden...
I think you worried for me then
the subtle ways that I'd give in but I know
you liked the show
tied down to this bed of shame
you tried to move around the pain but oh
your soul is anchored
The only comfort is the moving of the river
You enter into me, a lie upon your lips
offer what you can, I'll take all that I can get
only a fool's here...
I don't like your tragic sighs
as if your god has passed you by well hey fool
that's your deception
your angels speak with jilted tongues
the serpent's tale has come undone you have no
strength to squander
The only comfort is the moving of the river
You enter into me, a lie upon your lips
offer what you can, I'll take all that I can get
only a fool's here to stay
only a fool's here to stay
only a fool's here.
The show went well! The dreams are still there, theatre has also come into play with them. I was singing last night and I saw another toy. He looks strong, the best kind to break. Visited Daddy last night, he's still very medicated. I'm sure they'll up his dosage again when he starts ranting about his daughter visiting him. It always unnerves him so, wonder why?
I'm bored.
November 17
He saw me last night, I know it. Wiser than the others, didn't come too close. I want to touch him, big surprise there. He'll know me yet.