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lost_angel
lost_angel
Calling all Livejournal-ers!
Here's a quick assignment for you. Just a few short lines will do.

Write about a song or a smell that has an unusually strong sense of totem (history, memories, emotions) for you.

I'll write my own when I get back from class.

mood: creative creative
music: Glass Tiger - "Don't Forget Me When I'm Gone"

3 Voices in a Chorus | Lift Your Voice Aloft
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abandyn From: abandyn Date: September 3rd, 2002 10:56 am (UTC) (link)

<happy to have a short assignment for once>

"No one can blame you... for walking away..."

It was my first summer in college. I saw Labyrinth again as part of an Honors Dorm moviefest. I was having a rough time of things, my parents were finalizing their divorce and dragging me through the proceedings, and life was getting difficult. That line, from David Bowie's awesome soundtrack, comes from the song "Underground". It spoke to me.

"But don't tell me truth hurts, little girl... 'cause it hurts like hell."

Truth hurts had always been one of my mother's favorite phrases. Hearing it as part of the same song put a hundred things in perspective for me for the first time. Not only that yes, the truth hurt (though not so much as a broomstick to the side of the knee), but that I was out of the house and she could not hurt me any more. Indeed, she was like a little girl. A petty little girl with problems that were no longer mine.

The hell that had been my life is some ways had finally drawn to a close. It took the Goblin King to convince me of that, to convince me that the feelings I had would not scar me for an eternity.

"It's only forever, but that's not long at all..."

rivernightwind From: rivernightwind Date: September 3rd, 2002 03:22 pm (UTC) (link)

Torn, Natalie Imbrugila

Because I saw something that wasn't really there. And because despite what everyone told me, I dived head first. I still can't listen that song without having to leave the room.

It's about following your heart, and getting lost along the way. It's about regret, and the loss of belief in one's self.

How someone can seem to real, so perfect... and then something happens, and you turn around... and you can barely recognize them...

And you're left alone with your regret and your pain.

"I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn."
lost_angel From: lost_angel Date: September 3rd, 2002 10:09 pm (UTC) (link)

Re: Torn, Natalie Imbrugila

Your words ring very true, River. It's such an achy, disappointed, broken feeling...broken dreams, hopes smashed, and effort lost on fixing something that couldn't be fixed at all.
3 Voices in a Chorus | Lift Your Voice Aloft