My loves do not come cheap [UF repost]
Apr. 10th, 2006 09:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyrasantae
Came down with a bad headache and a fever after this post this morning, and ended up staying in bed all day. I'm still feeling really weird, and my shoulder/neck is still a bit sore.
I really need to be feeling better tomorrow so I can attend the last lecture for some of my classes (*cough*thermodynamics*cough* - I hardly ever went to that class this year at all) and to write my research paper due Wednesday.
I'm sorry I'm still really undecided on the whole portfolio deal; part of me wants to finish the project so I could just mail it in (like what inkey said),and the rest of me wants me to just take my time and work on it over the summer, to share with you, my fans. If I took the time to do it for all of you, I could include a lot more stuff in it; I just made another nice drawing today. If I took the time to do it for all of you, the folio would be full size (8.5x11"), not half size (as I had planned it).
The truth is, no matter what I do with it, my heart has moved on. I cannot do this for NW any longer. They mean nothing to me now.
[And yes, WT albums are more expensive than NW albums around here -"The Silent Force": $29.99 / "The Dance" (EP): $34.99!?!? Where are my Dutchies when I want them? NW discs were $24.99 across the board except for "Highest Hopes" ($19.99). But I have the limited edition. Nyah.]
Once I slumbered to hide it all
Beneath the rainbows of paradise
I watched the gates to Eden close
Locking me out in sin.
...
In a dreamless sleep I saw
Heralds of a prophecy come true
Calling me to attention:
Behold your rescuers!
Three angels visited me in the night
One woke the heart
One woke the soul
And the last breathed life to them both.
The first was a fallen angel
His eyes shone with seducing charm
I took his hand, felt the stirrings of capture
Let go, but it was too late.
The second stood up for me
Led me to gardens back in my reach
Waking me into the true beauty of paradise
Set my soul free to take flight.
...
Kaikki haaveet kaatuu [all dreams fall]
I have seen lofty towers rise and fall
stand and crumble
defend and be defeated
Past the point of no return, you can only backtrack so far
the rest is lost forever.
You can't pretend that it never existed, can't say that it never happened, because the footprint it left on you is larger than ever thought possible.
I really need to be feeling better tomorrow so I can attend the last lecture for some of my classes (*cough*thermodynamics*cough* - I hardly ever went to that class this year at all) and to write my research paper due Wednesday.
I'm sorry I'm still really undecided on the whole portfolio deal; part of me wants to finish the project so I could just mail it in (like what inkey said),and the rest of me wants me to just take my time and work on it over the summer, to share with you, my fans. If I took the time to do it for all of you, I could include a lot more stuff in it; I just made another nice drawing today. If I took the time to do it for all of you, the folio would be full size (8.5x11"), not half size (as I had planned it).
The truth is, no matter what I do with it, my heart has moved on. I cannot do this for NW any longer. They mean nothing to me now.
[And yes, WT albums are more expensive than NW albums around here -"The Silent Force": $29.99 / "The Dance" (EP): $34.99!?!? Where are my Dutchies when I want them? NW discs were $24.99 across the board except for "Highest Hopes" ($19.99). But I have the limited edition. Nyah.]
Once I slumbered to hide it all
Beneath the rainbows of paradise
I watched the gates to Eden close
Locking me out in sin.
...
In a dreamless sleep I saw
Heralds of a prophecy come true
Calling me to attention:
Behold your rescuers!
Three angels visited me in the night
One woke the heart
One woke the soul
And the last breathed life to them both.
The first was a fallen angel
His eyes shone with seducing charm
I took his hand, felt the stirrings of capture
Let go, but it was too late.
The second stood up for me
Led me to gardens back in my reach
Waking me into the true beauty of paradise
Set my soul free to take flight.
...
Kaikki haaveet kaatuu [all dreams fall]
I have seen lofty towers rise and fall
stand and crumble
defend and be defeated
Past the point of no return, you can only backtrack so far
the rest is lost forever.
You can't pretend that it never existed, can't say that it never happened, because the footprint it left on you is larger than ever thought possible.
