:: Questions of Science ::
soundcheck : Natasha Bedingfield - The Scientist
I can't go on like this.
I can't just crawl into bed, out of fear of the darkness and force myself to sleep through exhaustion. It's only the second day, yet this sentence has already consumed me.
I can't go on being forcefully woken at six every morning, to the only thing that matters now - that you're gone.
Never mind that there are so many things we cannot do now - never mind that we can no longer speak the words that lost their meaning, because of the many careless times we've used them.
Where are you now, my love - and why can't I touch you where you are? Come quickly, for these tears I weep, they get bitter and colder by the moment.
My mind races with eighteen month's worth of what I could have done, if only to prevent such a mishap. Love, I cannot do much else, but silently wish for the day you feel the same way.
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spoken. at 6:15 AM
soundcheck : Natasha Bedingfield - The Scientist
I can't go on like this.
I can't just crawl into bed, out of fear of the darkness and force myself to sleep through exhaustion. It's only the second day, yet this sentence has already consumed me.
I can't go on being forcefully woken at six every morning, to the only thing that matters now - that you're gone.
Never mind that there are so many things we cannot do now - never mind that we can no longer speak the words that lost their meaning, because of the many careless times we've used them.
Where are you now, my love - and why can't I touch you where you are? Come quickly, for these tears I weep, they get bitter and colder by the moment.
My mind races with eighteen month's worth of what I could have done, if only to prevent such a mishap. Love, I cannot do much else, but silently wish for the day you feel the same way.
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spoken. at 6:15 AM
