Profuse Apologies Before Hand!
I've been having a bit of a dry spell in the fan fiction department. As I was running this evening, listening to my iPod, I heard "Things Have Changed" by Bob Dylan and thought how nicely it could be turned into a ahem SONG fic. Gawd. I hate those. Don't you? Sorry.
Title: Paris's Lament: Things Have Changed (with apologies to Bob Dylan)
Fandom: Star Trek: Voyager
Pairing: B'Elanna/Seven
Author: Jillo (blushing)
Disclaimer: All thiings Star Trek belong to Paramount. "Things Have Changed" belongs to Bob Dylan and Special Rider Music copyright 1999
Archive: Passion and Perfection
Paris’s Lament: Things Have Changed
(with apologies to Bob Dylan)
A bitter man with a bitter heart. A look inside me sees I’m fallin’ apart. There’s a woman in the mess and she’s drinking a nutritional supplement. Got alabaster skin. Got homewrecker’s eyes. I’m cryin’ buckets cuz of sapphire colored skies. I’m a second louie waiting for an endless journey to end.
Standing on the bridge with my heart in a race. Any minute now I’m going to bust us into Borg space.
B’Elanna’s gone crazy; times are strange. My heart’s locked up tight. I’m losing my range. I used to love, but things have changed.
This ship ain’t goin’ nowhere fast. I’m on the wrong boat; thought it’d be a blast. For a while there I thought I was gettin' out of jail free. Gonna get Harry blasted; gonna make a pass. No reason not to. Gonna get some at last. Only an idiot’d think he’d do any better than me.
Lotta miles in this bucket, lotta bullshit, too. Don’t get up, ladies, I’m not making passes at you.
B’Elanna’s gone crazy; times are strange. My heart’s locked up tight. I’m losing my range. I used to love, but things have changed.
We’ve sailed 20,000 light years now. If the charts are right we’re far from home, and how. I’ve been tryin’ to get as far away from her as I can. On a ship this small you only get so far. I only make it to the holographic bar. You can’t be a stud when you’re a forsaken man.
Feel like fallin’ in love with the first hologram I create. Seems like they’re the only ones that can relate.
B’Elanna’s gone crazy; times are strange. My heart’s locked up tight. I’m losing my range. I used to love, but things have changed.
I cry easy; I just don’t show it. You can cry at work and not even know it. The next sixty light years will feel like an eternity. Gonna go on the down low. Gonna fly high. All the truths in the Universe add up to one big lie. I’m in love with a woman who don’t want anything more to do with me.
Commander Chuckles and the Captain, they just jumped in Love Lake. I’m not that eager to make that same mistake.
B’Elanna’s gone crazy; times are strange. My heart’s locked up tight. I’m losing my range. I used to love, but things have changed.
Title: Paris's Lament: Things Have Changed (with apologies to Bob Dylan)
Fandom: Star Trek: Voyager
Pairing: B'Elanna/Seven
Author: Jillo (blushing)
Disclaimer: All thiings Star Trek belong to Paramount. "Things Have Changed" belongs to Bob Dylan and Special Rider Music copyright 1999
Archive: Passion and Perfection
Paris’s Lament: Things Have Changed
(with apologies to Bob Dylan)
A bitter man with a bitter heart. A look inside me sees I’m fallin’ apart. There’s a woman in the mess and she’s drinking a nutritional supplement. Got alabaster skin. Got homewrecker’s eyes. I’m cryin’ buckets cuz of sapphire colored skies. I’m a second louie waiting for an endless journey to end.
Standing on the bridge with my heart in a race. Any minute now I’m going to bust us into Borg space.
B’Elanna’s gone crazy; times are strange. My heart’s locked up tight. I’m losing my range. I used to love, but things have changed.
This ship ain’t goin’ nowhere fast. I’m on the wrong boat; thought it’d be a blast. For a while there I thought I was gettin' out of jail free. Gonna get Harry blasted; gonna make a pass. No reason not to. Gonna get some at last. Only an idiot’d think he’d do any better than me.
Lotta miles in this bucket, lotta bullshit, too. Don’t get up, ladies, I’m not making passes at you.
B’Elanna’s gone crazy; times are strange. My heart’s locked up tight. I’m losing my range. I used to love, but things have changed.
We’ve sailed 20,000 light years now. If the charts are right we’re far from home, and how. I’ve been tryin’ to get as far away from her as I can. On a ship this small you only get so far. I only make it to the holographic bar. You can’t be a stud when you’re a forsaken man.
Feel like fallin’ in love with the first hologram I create. Seems like they’re the only ones that can relate.
B’Elanna’s gone crazy; times are strange. My heart’s locked up tight. I’m losing my range. I used to love, but things have changed.
I cry easy; I just don’t show it. You can cry at work and not even know it. The next sixty light years will feel like an eternity. Gonna go on the down low. Gonna fly high. All the truths in the Universe add up to one big lie. I’m in love with a woman who don’t want anything more to do with me.
Commander Chuckles and the Captain, they just jumped in Love Lake. I’m not that eager to make that same mistake.
B’Elanna’s gone crazy; times are strange. My heart’s locked up tight. I’m losing my range. I used to love, but things have changed.