Something else less ordinary...
May. 6th, 2004 11:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxI think it happened during "Ballad of Bodman Pil", but I was in the middle of the crowd surrounded by friends, and my novel's characters came out of my mind's reality to dance with me. I saw them as real, flesh and blood people. I saw their eyes. I saw the curved bow of Kara's lips, the way Ian's hair keeps falling over his eyes, the magnified gristle of Thomas' five o'clock shadow, the elfin features of Dana. I was tingling all over. That's never happened before. Maybe they've now become my patron guardian spirits. Or perhaps, like someone in the pagan community said, my spirit guides have chosen those forms because they hold so much meaning, as does the music. So it would make sense that they'd appear during a show of music I cherish. Hopefully I will see my guides again.
Just thought I'd mention it.
Smash glass against the wall
Curse the music on the radio that the neighbours play.
Door slams, she turns her head
Watches through the window as he pulls away
Funny how your racing brain drives you so mad
When all the while you feel so numb
Too old to be clean far too young to be broken
Like an army we come
Cut back, left behind
I watched you self-destructing oh so many times
Shot down, once again
Sitting in a chair crying "what am I gonna do with my life?"
Just learn to hide the way that you really feel
Never let them know that you're scared
But understand that you're not the special only one
Watch us now, watch us real close
How we all dance with this fire 'cause it's all that we know
And as the spotlight turns towards us, we all try our best to show
We are lost we are freaks, we are crippled, we are weak
We are the heirs, we are the true heirs, to all the world
Let's go build a fire down on the empty beach when the waves are crashing high
White heat purify, as the sparks fly up into the great black sky
Sacrifice these crutches to the crackling flames
Stand as silhouettes against the dawn
It's far too late to try to sleep now, seems I'm never tired anymore
How we all dance with this fire 'cause it's all that we know
And as the spotlight turns towards us, we all try our best to show
We are lost we are freaks, we are crippled, we are weak
We are the heirs, we are the true heirs, to all the world
We are lost we are freaks . . .
And we try our best to show . . .
I am lost... I'm a freak
Just thought I'd mention it.
Smash glass against the wall
Curse the music on the radio that the neighbours play.
Door slams, she turns her head
Watches through the window as he pulls away
Funny how your racing brain drives you so mad
When all the while you feel so numb
Too old to be clean far too young to be broken
Like an army we come
Cut back, left behind
I watched you self-destructing oh so many times
Shot down, once again
Sitting in a chair crying "what am I gonna do with my life?"
Just learn to hide the way that you really feel
Never let them know that you're scared
But understand that you're not the special only one
Watch us now, watch us real close
How we all dance with this fire 'cause it's all that we know
And as the spotlight turns towards us, we all try our best to show
We are lost we are freaks, we are crippled, we are weak
We are the heirs, we are the true heirs, to all the world
Let's go build a fire down on the empty beach when the waves are crashing high
White heat purify, as the sparks fly up into the great black sky
Sacrifice these crutches to the crackling flames
Stand as silhouettes against the dawn
It's far too late to try to sleep now, seems I'm never tired anymore
How we all dance with this fire 'cause it's all that we know
And as the spotlight turns towards us, we all try our best to show
We are lost we are freaks, we are crippled, we are weak
We are the heirs, we are the true heirs, to all the world
We are lost we are freaks . . .
And we try our best to show . . .
I am lost... I'm a freak
