and, in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make
Title: Days Like These, or Variations on a Theme
Rating: PG
Summary: And she realises that somehow, this is all she needs.
Author’s Notes: This is an original fiction for celtic_sky’s birthday. I hope you have had a fantastic day, hun. Just remember, I’ll always be your Hayley. *hugs*
Variations on a Theme
i.
She lies there, in the sun, in the grass, him lying next to her, (her hand in his) listening to the sounds of the park (birds chirping; kids laughing; an old couple arguing about beets) and she realises that somehow, this is all she needs.
ii.
She’s always wanted a kitten.
So one day, she went down to the shelter and picked one up.
A little brown and ginger speckled one, white paws and face, black and ginger tail. She thought he was adorable.
She took him home and named him "Puddles".
And while she was scared of heights, he loved to climb things; she liked things to be clean and tidy, he liked to mess things up.
But at the end of the day, they both liked to curl up on the couch and watch old movies.
And that was enough for her.
iii.
I'm sure that we could fly away.
iv.
James & Zaphira;
"You’re a human-"
"Electrical outlet, yes."
"Okay," rolls his eyes.
"Hey, it’s a job."
"Okay-" different tone.
v.
He looks at her. She notices, after a moment.
"Can I help you?"
He smiles at her, "Sarcasm suits you."
"Pardon?"
"Sarcasm. It suits you."
She shifts in her seat, "How do you mean?"
"It brings out the blue in your eyes."
She makes a face, "My eyes are brown."
"I know," he smiles again, gets out of his chair and wanders out of the room.
vi.
She whispers;
I remember it well, the first time that I saw your head round the door, cause mine stopped working.
I remember it well, there was wet in your hair, I was stood in the stairs, and time stopped moving.
I want you here tonight, I want you here. Cause I can’t believe what I’ve found.
I want you here tonight, I want you here. Nothing is taking me down down down.
I remember it well, I taxied out of a storm to watch you perform, and my ships were sailing.
I remember it well, I was stood in your line, and your mouth (your mouth your mouth).
I want you here tonight, I want you here, cause I can’t believe what I’ve found.
I want you here tonight, I want you here. Nothing is taking me down down down.
Except you, my love.
vii.
And, in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
viii.
For some reason, the ice in her hand isn't as cold as she originally thought it would be.
Maybe, she thinks, I have some sort of strength against the cold. Some sort of super power or something.
She opens her hand and the ice has melted. Her hand is blue.
Or maybe she thinks, my hand is numb and the numbness has dulled the pain.
She makes a face.
ix.
So let’s face it, this was never what you wanted. But I know it’s fun to pretend. And now blank stares and empty threats are all I have. They’re all I have. So drown me and if you can, oh we could just have conversation. And I fall, I fall, I fall down. But I’ll find you before I drift away. Now you still speak of day old hate. Though your whole world has gone up into flames. And isn’t it great to find that you’re really worth nothing? And how safe it is to feel safe. So drown me. And if you can, oh we could just have conversation. And I fall, I fall, I fall down. And I’ll find you before I drift away. The things we do just to stay alive. The things we do just stay alive. The things we do just to stay alive. The things we do just to keep ourselves alive.
x.
Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva, Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva,
Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva uti hundrade år.
Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva, Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva,
Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva uti hundrade år.
Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva, Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva,
Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva uti hundrade år.
Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva, Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva,
Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva uti hundrade år.
"Ett fyraldigt leve... leve du (han, hon, dom). HURRAH, HURRAH, HURRAH, HURRAH."
[English Translation
Yes, may you (he, she, they) live, Yes, may you (he, she, they) live,
Yes, may you (he, she, they) live for a hundred years.
Yes, may you (he, she, they) live, Yes, may you (he, she, they) live,
Yes, may you (he, she, they) live for a hundred years.
Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live, Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live,
Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live for a hundred years.
Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live, Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live,
Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live for a hundred years.
"A four fold cheer ... cheer for you (him,her, them). HURRAH, HURRAH, HURRAH, HURRAH."]
i. My girl likes lying in the grass on a warm sunny afternoon. *g*
ii. Kitty!
iii. I tried to track it down, for you, but I can't find it!!! It's (kind of) the song from that Telstra ad.
iv. I am, indeed, mental. A human electrical outlet? I honestly don't know. I may have written that while sleeping?
v. Sarcasm is just one of the services we offer.
vi. I Remember - Damien Rice
vii. The end.
viii. Ice. Hand. *shrugs* See point 4.
ix. Day Old Hate - Dallas Crane
x. The Swedish Birthday song.
ilu.
Rating: PG
Summary: And she realises that somehow, this is all she needs.
Author’s Notes: This is an original fiction for celtic_sky’s birthday. I hope you have had a fantastic day, hun. Just remember, I’ll always be your Hayley. *hugs*
Variations on a Theme
i.
She lies there, in the sun, in the grass, him lying next to her, (her hand in his) listening to the sounds of the park (birds chirping; kids laughing; an old couple arguing about beets) and she realises that somehow, this is all she needs.
ii.
She’s always wanted a kitten.
So one day, she went down to the shelter and picked one up.
A little brown and ginger speckled one, white paws and face, black and ginger tail. She thought he was adorable.
She took him home and named him "Puddles".
And while she was scared of heights, he loved to climb things; she liked things to be clean and tidy, he liked to mess things up.
But at the end of the day, they both liked to curl up on the couch and watch old movies.
And that was enough for her.
iii.
I'm sure that we could fly away.
iv.
James & Zaphira;
"You’re a human-"
"Electrical outlet, yes."
"Okay," rolls his eyes.
"Hey, it’s a job."
"Okay-" different tone.
v.
He looks at her. She notices, after a moment.
"Can I help you?"
He smiles at her, "Sarcasm suits you."
"Pardon?"
"Sarcasm. It suits you."
She shifts in her seat, "How do you mean?"
"It brings out the blue in your eyes."
She makes a face, "My eyes are brown."
"I know," he smiles again, gets out of his chair and wanders out of the room.
vi.
She whispers;
I remember it well, the first time that I saw your head round the door, cause mine stopped working.
I remember it well, there was wet in your hair, I was stood in the stairs, and time stopped moving.
I want you here tonight, I want you here. Cause I can’t believe what I’ve found.
I want you here tonight, I want you here. Nothing is taking me down down down.
I remember it well, I taxied out of a storm to watch you perform, and my ships were sailing.
I remember it well, I was stood in your line, and your mouth (your mouth your mouth).
I want you here tonight, I want you here, cause I can’t believe what I’ve found.
I want you here tonight, I want you here. Nothing is taking me down down down.
Except you, my love.
vii.
And, in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
viii.
For some reason, the ice in her hand isn't as cold as she originally thought it would be.
Maybe, she thinks, I have some sort of strength against the cold. Some sort of super power or something.
She opens her hand and the ice has melted. Her hand is blue.
Or maybe she thinks, my hand is numb and the numbness has dulled the pain.
She makes a face.
ix.
So let’s face it, this was never what you wanted. But I know it’s fun to pretend. And now blank stares and empty threats are all I have. They’re all I have. So drown me and if you can, oh we could just have conversation. And I fall, I fall, I fall down. But I’ll find you before I drift away. Now you still speak of day old hate. Though your whole world has gone up into flames. And isn’t it great to find that you’re really worth nothing? And how safe it is to feel safe. So drown me. And if you can, oh we could just have conversation. And I fall, I fall, I fall down. And I’ll find you before I drift away. The things we do just to stay alive. The things we do just stay alive. The things we do just to stay alive. The things we do just to keep ourselves alive.
x.
Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva, Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva,
Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva uti hundrade år.
Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva, Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva,
Ja, må du (han,hon, dom) leva uti hundrade år.
Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva, Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva,
Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva uti hundrade år.
Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva, Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva,
Ja, visst ska du (han, hon, dom) leva uti hundrade år.
"Ett fyraldigt leve... leve du (han, hon, dom). HURRAH, HURRAH, HURRAH, HURRAH."
[English Translation
Yes, may you (he, she, they) live, Yes, may you (he, she, they) live,
Yes, may you (he, she, they) live for a hundred years.
Yes, may you (he, she, they) live, Yes, may you (he, she, they) live,
Yes, may you (he, she, they) live for a hundred years.
Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live, Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live,
Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live for a hundred years.
Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live, Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live,
Oh sure, you (he, she, they) will live for a hundred years.
"A four fold cheer ... cheer for you (him,her, them). HURRAH, HURRAH, HURRAH, HURRAH."]
i. My girl likes lying in the grass on a warm sunny afternoon. *g*
ii. Kitty!
iii. I tried to track it down, for you, but I can't find it!!! It's (kind of) the song from that Telstra ad.
iv. I am, indeed, mental. A human electrical outlet? I honestly don't know. I may have written that while sleeping?
v. Sarcasm is just one of the services we offer.
vi. I Remember - Damien Rice
vii. The end.
viii. Ice. Hand. *shrugs* See point 4.
ix. Day Old Hate - Dallas Crane
x. The Swedish Birthday song.
ilu.