Showing posts with label Marjorie Fair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marjorie Fair. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Stare

playlist position: 33 - New Moon (2) #20
artist: Marjorie Fair
album: Self Help Serenade
track number: 4/12
year: 2005
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New Moon – Chapter 22
I couldn't keep my eyes off of Edward's face for long. I stared at him, wishing more than anything that the future would never happen. That this moment would last forever, or, if it couldn't, that I would stop existing when it did.
Edward stared right back at me, his dark eyes soft, and it was easy to pretend that he felt the same way. So that's what I did. I pretended, to make the moment sweeter.

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These are things I feel
But don't wanna say
In case you feel that way
These are things I know
But don't wanna say
In case you feel that way
I'll wait another day

I can never change
The pain just makes me want to stare
At the same things I saw before
Thinking there's something more
God, it's a lonely place
Doo doo doo

I will never know
How you feel about
The things I think about
Will I get a chance to make up to you?
All that I kept from you
You know I wanted to

I can never change
The pain just makes me want to stare
At the same things I saw before
Thinking there's something more
God, it's a lonely place
Doo doo doo

Say the same things
You said before
Wanting you even more
God, it's a lonely place
Doo doo doo

I can never change
The pain just makes me want to stare
At the same things I saw before
Thinking there's something more
God, it's a lonely place
Doo doo doo

Say the same things
You said before
Wanting you even more
God, it's a lonely place
Doo doo doo

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Empty Room

playlist position: 19 - New Moon (2) #6
artist: Marjorie Fair
album: Self Help Serenade
track number: 3/12
year: 2005
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New Moon – Chapter 4
I sat down on the bench outside the theater door and tried very hard not to think of the irony. But it was ironic, all things considered, that, in the end I would wind up as a zombie. I hadn't seen that one coming.
Not that I hadn't dreamed of becoming a mythical monster once--just never a grotesque, animated corpse. I shook my head to dislodge that train of thought, feeling panicky. I couldn't afford to think about what I'd once dreamed of.
It was depressing to realize that I wasn't the heroine anymore, that my story was over.

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I'm so tired of learning to talk
Building fences on the wall
In this state I shall not remain

I don't wanna go
But if I die young
Fill my empty room with the sun
Fill my empty room with the sun
This don't matter like it did before
This don't matter much anymore

Change my mind
Or help me to try
I'm afraid I'm not satisfied
In this state I shall not remain

I don't wanna go
But if I die young
Fill my empty room with the sun
Fill my empty room with the sun
This don't matter like it did before
This don't matter much anymore

This don't matter like it did before
This don't matter much anymore

Daylight is not the same
When your stabbing at the stars in your eyes
And bleeding is what you see

This don't matter like it did before
This don't matter much anymore
This don't matter like it did before
This don't matter much anymore
This don't matter much anymore