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poly_chromatic2013-05-25 06:15 am
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Confundo [Video]
[Hermione stares at her recorder as if she doesn't quite know what it is. In the background, someone is singing a song. She turns towards the sound, her eyes looking...glassy.]
All that is gold is rusting
No one will know
When seasons cease to change and:
How far we've gone
How far we're going
It's the here and the now
And the love for the sound
Of the moments that keep us moving
Waves crash along
The battered, lonely lighthouse
Tomorrow she's gone
And if not, someday somehow
Are these hands a waste
Well this side of mortality is
Scaring me to death
To death
Don't think about it at all
Just keep your head low
And don't think about it all
Soldier on, soldier on
Keep your heart close to the ground
Soldier on, soldier on, keep your heart
Close to the ground
[Her lips move with the words and suddenly she is on her feet. Absently, she picks up her communicator and glances at it again. She looks even more perplexed and distracted this time.]
...I can't... [The words are barely audible, but there is a clear plead for help in her eyes. There is a strange Magic at work and she can feel it. Oh yes, she can feel it in every inch of her body.
And there's nothing she can do about it.]
No one will know
When seasons cease to change and:
How far we've gone
How far we're going
It's the here and the now
And the love for the sound
Of the moments that keep us moving
Waves crash along
The battered, lonely lighthouse
Tomorrow she's gone
And if not, someday somehow
Are these hands a waste
Well this side of mortality is
Scaring me to death
To death
Don't think about it at all
Just keep your head low
And don't think about it all
Soldier on, soldier on
Keep your heart close to the ground
Soldier on, soldier on, keep your heart
Close to the ground
[Her lips move with the words and suddenly she is on her feet. Absently, she picks up her communicator and glances at it again. She looks even more perplexed and distracted this time.]
...I can't... [The words are barely audible, but there is a clear plead for help in her eyes. There is a strange Magic at work and she can feel it. Oh yes, she can feel it in every inch of her body.
And there's nothing she can do about it.]