Songs for Stories

[strange_raptors]

Otherwise known as the imaginary-music-video (IMV) post. More to be added.

Miles' song (aka Eric's Song by Vienna Teng):

Strange how you know inside me
I measure the time and I stand amazed
Strange how I know inside you
My hand is outstretched toward the damp of the haze

And of course I forgive
I've seen how you live
Like a phoenix you rise from the ashes
You pick up the pieces
And the ghosts in the attic
They never quite leave
And of course I forgive
You've seen how I live
I've got darkness and fears to appease
My voices and analogies
Ambitions like ribbons
Worn bright on my sleeve

Strange how we know each other

Strange how I fit into you
There's a distance erased with the greatest of ease
Strange how you fit into me
A gentle warmth filling the deepest of needs

And with each passing day
The stories we say
Draw us tighter into our addiction
Confirm our conviction
That some kind of miracle
Passed on our hands
And how I am sure
Like never before
Of my reasons for defying reason
Embracing the seasons
We dance through the colours
Both followed and led

Strange how we fit each other

Strange how certain the journey
Time unfolds the petals
For our eyes to see
Strange how this journey's hurting
In ways we accept as part of fate's decree

So we just hold on fast
Acknowledge the past
As lessons exquisitely crafted
Painstakingly drafted
To carve us as instruments
That play the music of life
For we don't realize
Our faith in the prize
Unless it's been somehow elusive
How swiftly we choose it
The sacred simplicity
Of you at my side

Diarmuid's Song (aka Only the Good Die Young by Billy Joel)

Come out Virginia, don't let me wait

You Cathalic girls start much too late (a/n: those are totally the lyrics)

But sooner or later it comes down to fate

I might as well be the one

Well, they showed you a statue, told you to pray

They built you a temple and locked you away

But they never told you the price that you pay

For things that you might have done...

Only the good die young

That's what I said

Only the good die young

You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd

We ain't too pretty we ain't too proud

We might be laughing a bit too loud (a/n: Tegid ftw!)

But that never hurt no one

So come on Virginia show me a sign

Send up a signal I'll throw you the line

The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind

Never lets in the sun

Darlin' only the good die young

I tell ya

Only the good die young

You got a nice white dress and a party on your Confirmation

You got a brand new soul

And a cross of gold

But Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information

You didn't count on me

When you were counting on your Rosary

They say there's a Heaven for those who will wait

Some say it's better but I say it ain't

I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints

The sinners are much more fun...

You know that only the good die young

Oh baby

I tell ya

Only the good die young.

You say your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation

She never cared for me

But did she ever say a prayer for me?

Come out, come out, come out, Virginia don't let me wait,

You Cathalic girls start much too late (a/n: Totally.)

Sooner or later it comes down to fate

I might as well be the one,

You know that only the good die young.