★ Ariadne (
boutant) wrote in
poly_chromatic2012-03-11 12:00 am
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[ It's early in the morning when Ariadne makes her network post and she's obviously still tired, nursing a cup of coffee. The reason she's awake might be obvious -- in the background, even though there are no speakers anywhere nearby, a song is playing. ]
You know, I've never heard this song before in my life.
[ There's a pause so she can yawn into her cup of coffee. ]
But I think I like it. I'd like it even more if it didn't wake me up, though.
You know, I've never heard this song before in my life.
[ There's a pause so she can yawn into her cup of coffee. ]
But I think I like it. I'd like it even more if it didn't wake me up, though.

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[ Just, well, there are the lyrics. ]
Your heart’s a mess
You won’t admit to it
It makes no sense
But I’m desperate to connect
And you, you can’t live like this.
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Sounds... deep.
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[ And... it's still going. Okay. ]
You have lost
(Too much love)
To fear, doubt and distrust
(It's not enough)
You just threw away the key
To your heart
You don't get burned
('Cause nothing gets through)
It makes it easier
(Easier on you)
But that much more difficult for me
To make you see…
[ INTERRUPTING THAT NOW-- ]
It's been changing a lot.
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Yours seems a bit downbeat.
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Yeah, except I can't change the channel or control the volume.
That's when she said I don't hate you boy
I just want to save you while there's still something left to save
That's when I told her I love you girl
But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have.
[ Why. ]
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[ And another new one. ]
Hey there it's good to see you again,
It never felt right calling this "just friends".
I'm happy, if you're happy, with yourself.
Take off your shirt, your shoes,
those skinny jeans I bought for you.
We're diving in, there's nothing left to lose.
I'm gonna break down these walls, (down these walls) I built around myself.
I wanna fall so in love (so in love), with you, and no one else,
Could ever mean half as much, to me as you do now.
Together we'll move on, just don't turn around,
Let the walls break down.
... This is getting a little ridiculous.
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I can't breathe, my body's shaking.
You've got a way with the way you take me,
'Cause you break me down,
You know you break me down...
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[Slight uncomfortable silence, there...]
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And it's beginning to get to me
That I know more of the stars and sea
Than I do of what's in your head
Barely touching in our cold bed.
This music is beginning to get to me.
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[George fiddles with the volume on his device. A song is starting to come in from his end.]
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Mine have been changing depending on who I talk to.
[ Meaning it's not random. ]
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[and again...]
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[His changes into something distinctly 90s pop-rock sounding.]
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I remember that song.
[ Hers changes into something more upbeat to match. ]
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[ Pause. ] ... Still, they make sad songs for a reason.
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