5:45 P.M.
I�ve been away for about a week and my mind is starting to clear just a bit.
I had sent out numerous requests to Kitty in the past, asking him to download random songs for me but never actually received many of those downloads.
For the first time in a long time he sent me the link to a song that I had been admiring for some time now.
The song is by IMOGEN HEAP and the first time I had heard it was when it was featured on the season finaly for THE OC.......... When I heard it, all of my hair stood up on end. I didn�t even know the lyrics at the time, but it melted me to the core.
Just today after receiving the song from Kitty, I finally looked up the lyrics. The song is absolutely amazing.
I�ve listened to it about a dozen times now and tears wet the corner of my eyes as the familiar voice from FROU FROU sings,
�where are we? what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just began to fall
crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling
spin me around again and rub my eyes
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people would stop to hold their heads heavy
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines?
all those years they were here first
oily marks appear on walls
where pleasue moments hung before
the takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this
still alive
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines? oh, you won't catch me around here
blood and tears they were here first
mm what you say
oh that you only meant well, well of course you did
mm what you say
mm that it's all for the best, of course it is
mm what you say
that IT'S JUST what we need, you decided this
mm what you say
what did she say?
ransom notes keep falling at your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit�
-Imogen Heap
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Oh, how many times I could relate to exactly what she sings about�
