
It took me almost a year to get this song right... I still don't understand it, though. The lines just popped into my head one day. Took ages to put them into any sort of logical order, though, and it still doesn't make a bloody ounce of sense to me.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Drama - Words: 428 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 3 - Published: 06-24-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2821475
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Okay, so it's more of an odd poem than a song, but I did have a tune to go with it... Until my cat ate the napkin I wrote it on, anyway.
"Legacy" (I started the idea in June of 2009 and finished it last night, 6/22/10) ©CMDonovann
How do you catch an imagination?
Waiting in the lights of a dying nation
Singing to myself, lying upside-down
Stars invisible in the glare of this old town
Waiting for an end to this imperfection
Pools of emptied life cast their golden-gate reflection
Walking the path that they dared to hope is right
Searching for their sun in an endless starry night
All I hear is my own breath shaking
I know this time we're not faking
The world will come crashing down tonight
We cannot live, but we refuse to die
Where do I go to escape my fate?
You can't save me from it, it's too late
Looking for a light in the darkest abyss
I won't awake with the touch of your kiss
This painful silence is neverending
I never knew my death was impending
Whispers reach their voices through time and space
They can feel the hopeless desperation you face
They send their shivers up and down my spine
I just hope you can make it back this time
All we hear is our own breath shaking
I know this time we're not faking
Our world will come crashing down tonight
We know we won't survive, but our love won't die
We can't escape; we're sealed in fate
We can't even try, by now it's too late
I'll spend my last moments in your shivering arms
Before we escape all our wrongdoings and harms
They won't hear our helpless pleas
So we'll leave our Legacy...
Okay, if anyone can tell me what the heck this is about they will win an award. I think I must have been channeling Owl City when I wrote this, 'cause it makes about as much sense to me as the line "drenched in Vanilla Twilight/ I'll sit on the front porch all night/ waist-deep in thought because when I think of you/ I don't feel so alone." That may make sense to some people, but not me. Sadly. So if you know what my song is about, leave a review. Leave one even if you don't know, just to tell me off for not understanding Owl City.
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