Drat.
I have an XF Lyric Wheel piece due Sunday night. I have good lyrics for it, to put it mildly. I have all these ideas that go to fog when I reach for them. ::sigh:: Things I'm not going to do. Really. I'm not taking Mulder to the Mid-South Fair. (Well. Probably not.) I'm not crossing XF with Highlander, Tanya Huff's "Smoke" books, Firefly, Buffy, Forever Knight, Chronicles of Amber, or, well, anything. Honest. ::sigh:: Maybe sleep will produce something. All else failing, I'll write an honest to gods X-File. Yeah. That's it. (Anyone buying this?)
Oh, and as Polly pointed out, lyrics would help, so here my sets are:
"Smoke", Ben Folds Five
Leaf by leaf and page by page
Throw this book away
All the sadness all the rage
Throw this book away
Rip out the binding and tear the glue
All of the grief we never even knew
We had it all along
Now it's smoke...
The things we've written in it
Never really happened
And all the things we've writ in it
Never really happened
All of the people come and gone
Never really lived
All of the people have come and gone
No one to forgive
Smoke
We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one...
Here's an evening dark with shame
Throw it on the fire
Here's that time I took the blame
Throw it on the fire
Here is the time we didn't speak it seemed for years and years and
Here's a secret
No one will ever know the
Reasons for the tears
They are smoke
Smoke...
We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one...
Where do all the secrets live
They travel in the air
You can smell them when they burn
They travel
Those who say the past is not dead
Can stop and smell the smoke
You keep saying the past is not dead
Well, stop and smell the smoke
You keep on saying the past is not even passed
You keep saying
We are
Smoke...
-------------------------
"Giant"
Stan Rogers
Cold wind in the harbour and rain on the road
Wet promise of winter brings recourse to coal
There's fire in the blood and fog on Bras d'Or
The giant will rise with the moon
Twas the same ancient fever in Isles of the Blest
That our fathers brought with them when they 'went west'
It's the blood of the Druids that never will rest
The giant will rise with the moon.
So wash the glass down! move with the tide!
Young friends and old whiskey are burning inside
Crash the grass down! Fingal will rise
With the moon
In inclement weather the people are fey
Three thousand year stories as the night slips away
Remembering Fingal feels not far away
The giant will rise with the moon
The wind's in the north, there be new moon tonight
And we have no Circle to dance in it's sight
So light a torch, bring the bottle, and build the fire bright
The giant will rise with the moon!
-------------------------
"Ghost"
Indigo Girls
there's a letter on the desktop
that I dug out of a drawer
the last truce we ever came to
in our adolescent war
and I start to feel the fever
from the warm air through the screen
you come regular like seasons
shadowing my dreams
and the Mississippi's mighty
but it starts in Minnesota
at a place that you could walk across
with five steps down
and I guess that's how you started
like a pinprick to my heart
but at this point you rush right through me
and I start to drown
and there's not enough room
in this world for my pain
signals cross and love gets lost
and time passed makes it plain
of all my demon spirits
I need you the most
I'm in love with your ghost
I'm in love with your ghost
dark and dangerous like a secret
that gets whispered in a hush
(don't tell a soul)
when I wake the things I dreamt about you
last night make me blush
(don't tell a soul)
and you kiss me like a lover
then you sting me like a viper
i go follow to the river
play your memory like a piper
and I feel it like a sickness
how this love is killing me
I'd walk into the fingers
of your fire willingly
and dance the edge of sanity
I've never been this close
I'm in love with your ghost
unknowing captor
you never know how much you
pierce my spirit
but I can't touch you
can you hear it
a cry to be free
oh I'm forever under lock and key
as you pass through me
now I see your face before me
i would launch a thousand ships
to bring your heart back to my island
as the sand beneath me slips
as I burn up in your presence
and I know now how it feels
to be weakened like Achilles
with you always at my heels
this bitter pill I swallow
is the silence that I keep
it poisons me I can't swim free
the river is too deep
though I'm baptized by your touch
I am no worse than most
in love with your ghost
you are shadowing my dreams
(in love with your ghost)
(in love with your ghost)
(in love with your ghost)
Actually, given how the last meme went, anyone got a title for an XF piece? Suggestions happily taken, in hopes of breaking this log-jam. Thanks!
ETA: The lyrics. ::grin:: I did say I got good ones.
Oh, and as Polly pointed out, lyrics would help, so here my sets are:
"Smoke", Ben Folds Five
Leaf by leaf and page by page
Throw this book away
All the sadness all the rage
Throw this book away
Rip out the binding and tear the glue
All of the grief we never even knew
We had it all along
Now it's smoke...
The things we've written in it
Never really happened
And all the things we've writ in it
Never really happened
All of the people come and gone
Never really lived
All of the people have come and gone
No one to forgive
Smoke
We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one...
Here's an evening dark with shame
Throw it on the fire
Here's that time I took the blame
Throw it on the fire
Here is the time we didn't speak it seemed for years and years and
Here's a secret
No one will ever know the
Reasons for the tears
They are smoke
Smoke...
We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one...
Where do all the secrets live
They travel in the air
You can smell them when they burn
They travel
Those who say the past is not dead
Can stop and smell the smoke
You keep saying the past is not dead
Well, stop and smell the smoke
You keep on saying the past is not even passed
You keep saying
We are
Smoke...
-------------------------
"Giant"
Stan Rogers
Cold wind in the harbour and rain on the road
Wet promise of winter brings recourse to coal
There's fire in the blood and fog on Bras d'Or
The giant will rise with the moon
Twas the same ancient fever in Isles of the Blest
That our fathers brought with them when they 'went west'
It's the blood of the Druids that never will rest
The giant will rise with the moon.
So wash the glass down! move with the tide!
Young friends and old whiskey are burning inside
Crash the grass down! Fingal will rise
With the moon
In inclement weather the people are fey
Three thousand year stories as the night slips away
Remembering Fingal feels not far away
The giant will rise with the moon
The wind's in the north, there be new moon tonight
And we have no Circle to dance in it's sight
So light a torch, bring the bottle, and build the fire bright
The giant will rise with the moon!
-------------------------
"Ghost"
Indigo Girls
there's a letter on the desktop
that I dug out of a drawer
the last truce we ever came to
in our adolescent war
and I start to feel the fever
from the warm air through the screen
you come regular like seasons
shadowing my dreams
and the Mississippi's mighty
but it starts in Minnesota
at a place that you could walk across
with five steps down
and I guess that's how you started
like a pinprick to my heart
but at this point you rush right through me
and I start to drown
and there's not enough room
in this world for my pain
signals cross and love gets lost
and time passed makes it plain
of all my demon spirits
I need you the most
I'm in love with your ghost
I'm in love with your ghost
dark and dangerous like a secret
that gets whispered in a hush
(don't tell a soul)
when I wake the things I dreamt about you
last night make me blush
(don't tell a soul)
and you kiss me like a lover
then you sting me like a viper
i go follow to the river
play your memory like a piper
and I feel it like a sickness
how this love is killing me
I'd walk into the fingers
of your fire willingly
and dance the edge of sanity
I've never been this close
I'm in love with your ghost
unknowing captor
you never know how much you
pierce my spirit
but I can't touch you
can you hear it
a cry to be free
oh I'm forever under lock and key
as you pass through me
now I see your face before me
i would launch a thousand ships
to bring your heart back to my island
as the sand beneath me slips
as I burn up in your presence
and I know now how it feels
to be weakened like Achilles
with you always at my heels
this bitter pill I swallow
is the silence that I keep
it poisons me I can't swim free
the river is too deep
though I'm baptized by your touch
I am no worse than most
in love with your ghost
you are shadowing my dreams
(in love with your ghost)
(in love with your ghost)
(in love with your ghost)
Actually, given how the last meme went, anyone got a title for an XF piece? Suggestions happily taken, in hopes of breaking this log-jam. Thanks!
ETA: The lyrics. ::grin:: I did say I got good ones.