[mad muses] peter gabriel lyrics
Jan. 5th, 2009 02:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
magic_fratboyIt was only one hour ago
It was all so different then
There's nothing yet has really sunk in
Looks like it always did
This flesh and bone
Its just the way that you would tied in
Now there's no-one home
I feel like there shouldn’t be so much air. Like the oxygen should be gone, I should be having trouble breathing. When I know that tonight, her scent on the sheets will only be a memory that’ll fade with time, when I know that tomorrow I’ll wake up and we won’t be drawing on the same air…when I know that, I shouldn’t be able to breathe so easily.
It could be May, it could absolutely be May…she looks so much like her mother it’s heartbreaking. Staring down into her crib while she was napping at my mom’s, I could see it in her. I was so lost in that simple joy of realizing how much of Zee went into making her that it didn’t hit right away when I got the call.
Sure as hell hit when I saw the pictures, though. When they showed me the images of that headless corpse, the tattoos, the blood-spattered jacket I gave her for Christmas...
My daughter’s the last thing I have to live for, and I can still breathe so easily. In and out, it’s almost too simple. It should be harder when I’m breathing in this air alone.
When I know she’ll fade from this room, from the fabric and the sheets and the scenery. The city will forget her like it’s forgotten so many others.
In and out, it’s too easy. I didn’t have a lick of trouble calling Cinzia, even less calling Sal and Sizz to tell them. Some knew, some didn’t, but none of it mattered.
I can’t think…I can’t hardly leave my room, just ‘cause I can’t lug May around in all this chaos. I’m staying with my folks now while the suite’s still a crime scene.
I can’t understand this. It doesn’t make sense. How can there be so much air? How can I breathe so easily when she can’t?
How can I keep going when Ziyah’s gone still?
Why am I still alive when the woman I love is dead?
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 335
It was all so different then
There's nothing yet has really sunk in
Looks like it always did
This flesh and bone
Its just the way that you would tied in
Now there's no-one home
I feel like there shouldn’t be so much air. Like the oxygen should be gone, I should be having trouble breathing. When I know that tonight, her scent on the sheets will only be a memory that’ll fade with time, when I know that tomorrow I’ll wake up and we won’t be drawing on the same air…when I know that, I shouldn’t be able to breathe so easily.
It could be May, it could absolutely be May…she looks so much like her mother it’s heartbreaking. Staring down into her crib while she was napping at my mom’s, I could see it in her. I was so lost in that simple joy of realizing how much of Zee went into making her that it didn’t hit right away when I got the call.
Sure as hell hit when I saw the pictures, though. When they showed me the images of that headless corpse, the tattoos, the blood-spattered jacket I gave her for Christmas...
My daughter’s the last thing I have to live for, and I can still breathe so easily. In and out, it’s almost too simple. It should be harder when I’m breathing in this air alone.
When I know she’ll fade from this room, from the fabric and the sheets and the scenery. The city will forget her like it’s forgotten so many others.
In and out, it’s too easy. I didn’t have a lick of trouble calling Cinzia, even less calling Sal and Sizz to tell them. Some knew, some didn’t, but none of it mattered.
I can’t think…I can’t hardly leave my room, just ‘cause I can’t lug May around in all this chaos. I’m staying with my folks now while the suite’s still a crime scene.
I can’t understand this. It doesn’t make sense. How can there be so much air? How can I breathe so easily when she can’t?
How can I keep going when Ziyah’s gone still?
Why am I still alive when the woman I love is dead?
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 335
