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Icon, song, book

Adore the new usericon. (Thanks to thursdays_icons for it.)

Just a song right now. I must be a real softy for liking this as much as I do...

I'll be the grapes fermented,
Bottled and served with the table set
In my finest suit like a perfect gentlemen

I'll be the fire escape that's
Bolted to the ancient brick
Where you will sit and contemplate your day


I'll be the water wings that
Save you if you start drowning in
An open tab when your judgement's on the brink

I'll be the phonograph that
Plays your favorite albums back
As you're lying there drifting off to sleep... (derifting off to sleep)

I'll be the platform shoes
Undo what heredity's done to you
You won't have to strain to look into my eyes

I'll be your winter coat
Buttoned, zipped straight to the throat
With the collar up so you won't catch cold

I want to take you far
From the cynics in this town
And kiss you on the mouth

We'll cut out bodies free
From the tethers of this scene
Start a brand new colony

Where everything will change
We'll give ourselves new names
Identities erased

The sun will heat the grounds
Under our bare feet
In this brand new colony (this brand new colony)


Everything will change...


In other news, my sister's creative writing class has finally gotten to the novel-writing part, so I dusted off the first chapter of Wide Awake for her to turn in. I forgot how awesome Sage is (and how good my sister is at writing her):
"...Can't you find something else to rant about?"

We turned a corner into a crowded plaza. "Yes, I can," I retorted. I had a long list of complaints ready in accordance to Wes's short attention span. "How about the fact that by the Cranial Injury Prevention Act we are continually forced to wear helmets but are not allowed to use them to headbutt people out of the way?" I indicated the slow-moving crowd of people who obviously had nothing better to do than stand around in order to personally annoy those of us who actually have a life. Of course, in my case that may be stretching the truth a little.
Had a very long weekend at a writing seminar, but I learned a hell of a lot. I might write some of it up later.