Another bright, shining, and pink day had begun for the prisoners guests being held in detention, and while the morning started off the same as the day before, there was a strange sort of feeling in the air once people began waking up. A kind of... musical feeling, in fact
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Jack frowned hard at himself. "Lukewarm powdered scrambled eggs," he announced, "are normally not anything to sing about, are they?"
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And kind of righteous
Now I find I’m wavering... Oh, hell." She took a huge bite of breakfast and tried not to gag.
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"I really am," he added around a mouthful of possibly-once-eggs, "starting to think we'll die here. And we won't even be lucky enough to die young."
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I don't want to be
Going through the motions
Losing all my drive... "We won't. We can't. At some point, she's going to over-reach herself," Dinah said. "Don't tell me you think Umbridge is good enough not to screw up before we're senior citizens."
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When does the end appear?
Dinah sighed, and then returned the look. "So what are you going to be, then?"
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He shrugged. "Denial might be nice, if I could manage it."
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"Are you sure about that?"
Who's never left home, who's never struck out
To find a dream and a life of their own
A place in the clouds, a foundation of stone ...
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He drew another deep breath. "... and I didn't mean that, either."
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Let's go crazy
Let's get nuts... She snickered, then sighed. "I know you didn't. Hey, if venting gloom and doom keeps you keeping on, it's all good."
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